He was finally back in school. We agreed to walk back home together everyday after school. Today was the same as any other day. We were walking our usual way home. He goes on on his story about how he's unable to catch up with his studies.
We came to the place where the incident happened again. "Ow..." he said. For the past few days, his head has been aching whenever we came to this area. Is he getting back his memory? I often wondered. I looked at him as he clutched his head. Soon. He will get it back soon.
The green man lighted up and we proceeded to cross the road. A fast approaching car came screeching to a stop as soon as he realized the light was red and he had to stop. "Ah!" He screamed as he bend down. "Why what's wrong you okay?" I asked. The sound must have made his headache even more intense. "Come on, get to the other side first," I said as I helped him up to get to the other side of the road. "Take a deep breath." I instructed him. He squeezed his eyes tight. Suddenly, he opened them wide. He looked up at me. He stare at me for what seemed like a century, then smiled and said, "I'm alright. Let's go." Seeing that he's really alright, I decided to listen to him and continue our way home.
Some time later, I started to doubt whether he was really okay. He seemed to have changed. From the childish him to a matured him, just like his old self. It was as if he regained his memory. I didn't know how to put words in, he just seemed to be, a different person again. Even though he still acts childish and all, but I could feel. It wasn't like the other time when he was really like a childish person, where that childishness came from the bottom of his heart. The childishness that he gives recently, it feels more of like an act. I began to wonder if he has really regained his memory. I decided to find a chance and test my hypothesis.
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