17 years later

“When I stepped out into the bright sunlight…” S.E. Hinton

Regrets are awful things. They haunt your nightmares, show up in allusions in fiction and poetry. I have regretted hurting my former best friend, Saint, for the last seventeen years of my life. Today I finally apologized for those childish mistakes, for those bygone hurts. I hope I can finally let the ghost of my teenage past go.

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