narrating my last life.

My father owned thousands of companies and my mother was a popular influencer, as their daughter I obviously got everything I ever wanted but I always cried to my parents about my childhood friend,Peter that disappeared from town when I was 5 years old. I remember crying very hard the day I realize he had left, and my parents were trying to calm me down telling me that he just went on a holiday, but they didn't let me talk to him over the phone when I suggested that which made me more angry and irritated by them. Growing up I still kept accusing my parents for making me lose my childhood friend and I also had nightmares about him getting lost forever and never coming back, and it causes me to have thanatophobia and I tell you it wasn't pleasant.

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One afternoon I went out with my girls, Charlotte, Emily, & Anne. They were my besties for life, we literally had friendship bracelets, necklace, hoodie, T-shirt and Crocs and I treasured them. We planned to buy cheerleader shirts for our group, and we needed inspiration, so we went to Primark to look for inspiration and I saw him there, he worked there, he was wearing a Primark worker shirt, Why would the son of a rich man be a Primark worker I wondered. I decided to walk up and say hi, but he saw me and seem to be running from me, "did he recognize me" I asked myself," and if he did why wasn't he running". Deciding to run after him, I dropped the shirt I was holding on a railing for clothes and ran after him. When I got outside I saw him trying to call down a taxi vehicle, but I got to him before he flagged one down." Peter is that you" he turned to me and responded with a"Yes" I was so overjoyed by this response and said "long time no see" he responded back with a faint smile and said he had to get home quickly, so he wasn't running from me, I thought, "Would you like to have dinner with me' I asked, he looked at me for a second and said he would if he had time, "I hope you would",I said. Before he left I got his phone number and asked him to promise to inform me when he got home, i waved him goodbye and he entered the vehicle without waving me back. When I got home that day I held my phone for 2 hours waiting for it to vibrate but it didn't, I got tired of waiting and decided to text him but he didn't respond so I called him but he didn't pick it, I called him again but he didn't pick it, I decided to call him the third time and he eventually picked it, asking who was calling, that was when I remembered I had been the one that got his number so he could not contact me, so I asked if he had gotten home and he said he just got home and was getting ready to sleep, I wished him a good night and sweet dreams before I dropped the call.

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That night I had a wonderful sleep and didn't have my usual nightmares which was great.

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