All The Friends I’ve Lost Along The Way

A memory of childhood grief.

Michelle Elizabeth
Nov 2 · 6 min read

The last remaining days of summer before school started were always a flurry of activity. New school shoes, hard and not eager to be worn. It would take the entire year and by some sort of strange magic, they would finally become comfortable just in time for a new pair.

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Michelle Elizabeth

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