I heard you today, calling my name. The first person to give me that nickname I heard it clearly, your voice ringing in the school corridor. I raced around the corner, so desperate to see you. The teasing smile in your voice, like the way you called after me when you wanted my attention, when you wanted to tell me something. I waited, waited for you to say something more. But I realized that you are another person who has forgotten me. The voice wasn't real, but I could swear that it was. You are haunting me, your ghost calling to me. You are stealing my sanity, making me delusional. I'm losing my grip on reality.