sometimes I imagine disappearing one sunday. I imagine kissing my friends the night before, having fun. I have thousands of things to do next week and plans. no one suspects a thing. I imagine being the same as always. then my phone dies and no one can reach me. it’s sunday late morning and everyone is confused. guessing why I haven’t called back. all my stuff are gone from my bedroom. my phone number deactivated. I am nowhere to be found. five months laters and everyone knows my name. the same picture of my face on newspapers and tv screens. I look familiar to everyone. it’s been months. five years later someone is still wondering
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