The air was thick when I got there
Emily opened the door
but didn't welcome me in
straining to speak
my words were like strangers
distant, unfriendly, unapproachable
her voice was clear soft and flat
her face expressionless
we stared at each other for a while
"we're supposed to be friends"
I finally said
"i don't know what happened"
"you're a fool, if you think that" she said
white as a ghost
behind dark hair and thick frames
I didn't know what to do
the rain was ready
so I left
and that was the last time I spoke with my friend
on the way to waking up from a very strange dream
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