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I stared up at the familiar house and watched as the man passed around the food in a formal way, as the son and daughter joked around or chowed down, and as the woman smiled with love at the scene. It was perfect - perfect enough that I was going to ruin it just by showing my face and I truly felt gultity. I shouldn't have though; ruining people's life had become part of mine.
I sighed and rubbed my temples hoping to suppress some of the terrible memories that had made me pack up and run out of this town in the first place. I then hitched my backpack further up my shoulder and walked up the small concrete path to the door.
I felt another pang of guilt when I saw the mat with the words 'Welcome' writtened in a perfect script on it but I hid it, so they couldn't see pass my facade, and knocked on the door.
The door opened and I heard a slight gasp.
I looked up at the woman, who looked like a older version of myself.I wondered if she remembers me. It hadn't been that long, so she had to. She needed to. I wanted her to.
"Harley," the woman said, love on full blast in her eyes.
So she did remember me. Well... I guess I should return the favour.
I looked up at her, my hood falling back to reveal my famous smirk decorating my features before I replied with, "Hello Mother Dearest."