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Sometimes I’ll just be sitting, doing homework or editing pictures, and all of a sudden I start missing people. People I haven’t seen in years, people who have changed me and sometimes people who I’ve only met once but fallen in love with. I remembered a teacher I had in eight grade. She changed my life and loved me and came over for dinner and made me feel special in such a strange awkward phase. I had scoliosis, and slept in a back brace and felt ugly and weird and she drove me home from school and let me keep my clarinet in her closet so I didn’t have to be nerdy and carry it all day. She was my friend and made me fall in love with reading and writing. I looked forward to her class more than anything. When I left middle school we kept in touch and met once or twice a year for dinner, she would pick me up and treat me. The last time we met I was a freshman in college…that was two years ago. I ran into her at old navy last winter, and we promised to meet for food and catch up. Last week I emailed her but it returned back to me. Then I called her and it was the wrong number and I can’t find her on Facebook and she’s unlisted in the phone book and now I miss her. I guess you don’t appreciate a person until they disappear. She’s disappeared.

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Taken on February 19, 2012