Unearthed Memories: Healing Old Wounds After Fifteen Years

Under the cover of a moonless sky, our class huddled together in the schoolyard, burying a time capsule we believed would keep our memories safe. I remember Jess barking orders, Malcolm grumbling back, and me trying to stay calm while Brian—my boyfriend then—kept his distance for reasons he refused to explain. When the box finally…

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