Back then I was a different person.
It was a time in my life that I rarely think about.
It was not a good time.
It was a time that I would rather forget.
But I can’t.
That time made me the person I had today.
So I have to live with it.
I have to live with knowing all the things I did.
All the things I regret having done.
But at the end of the day, I can say that I’m a different person now.
Someone who would never do those things.
And at the same time, someone who did it all.
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Categories: flash fiction