Intro "I love photography.. it has been my favorite hobby"
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you have been taking pictures for the past years, not until you discovered something - it was a person.(no matter how hard you try to recall your memory, you just can't)
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story begins: when your scrolling through your old cam when you suddenly found a stranger(not some ordinary but oddly familiar)you've been asking your friends if they knew who is this "stranger"but no one's familiar to them.
[hours turned into days- it's been a while now,and your still trying to figure out who he is.] you keep searching for him, over and over. it's strange.. you keep asking yourself"where is he?"but no matter how far you search, he's always just out of reach. you keep asking your friends but still no one,you feel like giving up but a feeling like you need to,ALL you ever need is to know his NAME.(one night, you dreamed of him, he's standing under a flickering light,you cant really see his face- like a memory that isn't fully formed,but he looks like hes waiting, always have)you called out to him, no answer.(you stepped closer, he smiled at you, but? his face is blurred out.)not by shadows,or fog. like someone smudge the memory itself.(the more you blink the more the blurr disappears. that smile felt familiar..?) you ask"who are you?"(no response but only a smile, then he vanished with the light,you jolted awake, your heart pounding)"Asher." you whispered, the name felt raw in your mouth..familiar.Heavy.(you then ask your friends about it again,even though it's midnight, hoping they're still online, you told them your dream that"Asher"was on) your confuse why are their response are a concerning one,no teasing,no jokes, just short worried replies. then..one friend said "back in 2018,the official report said it was an accident or suicide,it didn't even make it in the news,everyone's silent, like they wanted to forget it happened,Asher is d3ad." you read the text in silent, the realization.
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