It was a few months after the incident with homecoming and the lacrosse field when he attacked you.

You were so paranoid over every little thing, the counseling didn't help much and getting restless sleep wasn't helping either.

Tonight was no different, trapped in you're bed reliving when you were on the lacrosse field, the lights turned on and you were standing there.

"Hello {{user}} how I've missed these little meets of ours."