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Student @ Babcock University
Memories of You(A series)— Part III
<p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">The Last Dance</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">The last time I saw you, I was showing off. </p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">It was a Saturday, late afternoon. I put on my favourite pink popsocks and danced a private ballet show in the sitting room just for you. In my mind's eye I was Barbie and you were my prince charming. I curtsied at the end, breathless, my heart hammering with pride.</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">You didn’t clap. You walked over and pulled me into your arms, holding me tightly, so tightly it was almost painful. Your voice was a sure, honest, and warn. "I love you! You are perfect! You are so perfect, my little princess!”</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">Then, you kissed me. </p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">Just a quick, soft press on my lips. It wasn’t a greedy kiss. It felt like a seal, a promise. Our own happily ever after. It felt perfect. My head swam. I was beautiful, I was loved, I was perfect.</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">That was the moment Mom walked in.</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">I don’t remember much after that, only the sharp shocked scrunch of her face. I remember the screaming that followed, but none of the words. </p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">I remember your luggage being thrown out the door. </p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;">And then, you were gone.</p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p><p dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-7efba559-7fff-a0bd-c767-001e66249462" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0.0pt;margin-bottom:0.0pt;"><br/></p>
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