That Thursday

My name is Tom. I once knew a girl with honey-coloured hair and three freckles on her left cheek. We fell madly, deeply, stupidly in love. Then, on one cold, dark Thursday, everything changed.


1. Prologue

One thing you should know about me is that I don't like talking. I didn't before the Incident and I still don't after. People always seem to assume it's the best way of dealing with things. Talking.
They tell you when something bad happens, it's good to talk. I don't understand that, because nine out of ten times people don't like what you've got to say. Not much good talking then, is it?
So instead of talking, I'll write. Dr. Urie, You say it doesn't matter what way I express my thoughts, as long as they're there. I'll tell you our story, Dr. Urie. I'll 'talk' about it. But don't blame me when it's not what you want to hear.

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