under kat's inspiration.. i've decided to come up with a story too! hey kat. you must read, k? tell me what you thing about it. i'll keep at it. this is chapter 1. or the prologue. get me a title!

every year, this day, i think of him. how we used to laugh together, play with my teddy bears, give each other suprise presents for no reason at all.

i remember how the kids love having him around the house. i remember how he fell in love with my bestfriend. i remember how he cried when it was over. i remember how he held my hand when i was cold. i remember how he hugged my tears again. i remember how he made me smile. i remember how he talked about his girl. i remember how he never really left me. i remember how..

i'm always just his pal.

today. is our day. the day we bought doppelganger. how he said he'd kiss me if i cry. all, written in our book -- doppelganger. i remember how said it's a he, and he said it's a she.

i remember. a lot.

after he found his girl. i didn't seem to matter anymore. i am just a pal, someone to pick him up when he are down, but he has his girl now, so i not needed anymore. it's all different now. he leads his life. i lead mine. the kids have forgotten him. but i still remember, him, james, as always.

as i flip through doppelganger, i think of him. i listen to the songs we loved and sang together, to each other. i wonder whether to call him. i saw his email. i dialed.

"hey, girl! what's up? any new guys on the hook?" he's on the beat, as always.

"what do you think?" of course. he must be thinking.

"of course! rich? handsome? witty?" sounding just like my mum. "like me?" then again. not.

"goodness, do you think my life is just about these guys who come and go?"

"haha.. ok, ok. but you're always out with some guy, the longest it lasts is 3 dates. when are you ever going to settle down?"

"and when will you stop asking me that?"

"soon. i hope. oh yah so you called to say? it's been quite a while, ain't it?"

"yea..."

and we talk about doppelganger and our old friends. then we talked about your girl. your life. you. and that bad habit of yours. and how i sound as happy as always, you say. but i guess you never knew i loved you. but i never say it, and he'll never know i mean it that way.

i'm just a pal.
like always.

goodness.. i think this sounds more like an ending.. nevermind then. girls hope you like it. guys. hope you learn something from it.

Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes...just be an illusion.