SEVEN YEARS AGO
"Don't you know how to swim?" Joremo denounced.
"I do."
"Join us, unless you're afraid of water." Some older boy with Harry's styles hairstyle insisted he has that bully smile like some eighth-grader in my school.
It's been a year since I was on my own, no friends, no caring parents, just me, Cuppy and Elena, the housekeeper my parent had employed to look after me.
After four hundred days of expecting some miracle, hoping to find my best friend again, I had given up and accepted the reality she's never coming back.
So today after school, I gather up the strength to visit the playground I've been evading since Daisy disappeared.
"Maybe that little girlfriend of his had turned him into a diaper boy." Jarome ridiculed me in front of everyone.
"I can swim."
"Prove."
