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❝ be the moon and inspire people; even when you're far from full ❞

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20th of may, 2018

3:23pm

hey so i was thinking about what you said the other day.

what did i say the other day again?

you said that you think i'm the type of person to know what i want, and grab it.

yes, one of the many compliments
i've given you.

right, whatever.

well, i miss my parents. and my sister.

and i've been thinking of doing this for a while, but you really made me consider it.

you are going to visit them
aren't you?

yes. i haven't seen my younger sister in over 18 months- i miss her so much. she's only 7- i feel like i'm not a part of her life.

jesus, what if she doesn't remember me???

don't say that noah, of course she'll remember you. you're probably
the coolest older brother ever.

yes definitely the coolest but not the most reliable. i made a promise, i have to see her.

i understand noah, you want
something so you're going to
get it, as i said earlier.

but please don't get hurt. i'm
rooting for you my love.

thank you lan.

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You've got this, Noah repeatedly says to himself as he approaches his family home. It's a large house, slightly out of the city, with big intrusive windows and an impressive double door; it is still a sight for sore eyes, like it always has been. Noah gapes at the house for a solid thirty seconds before walking up to the front door, still repeating the same phrase over and over in his head.

He truly did miss his family, especially his younger sister Melissa. They were the closest siblings could get, until Noah left to pursue his career in comic design-
his parents didn't approve, but Mel loved the drawings Noah would do of princesses and princes, dragons and fairies.

Melissa shared the same green eyes as Noah, but she inherited golden locks from her mother, whilst Noah had dark hair like his father.

Noah has always had a passion for art, but sometimes he wondered what would of happened if he hadn't left his family.

He may not feel as lonely in a city full of life, colour and joy. He may not long for love and compassion from those he truly loves.

Contrary to many beliefs, that is all Noah wants. Love. Knowing that someone can rely on him, trust him with their life and vice versa. Romantic or not, Noah wants to feel needed; he did feel that with Lani, but did she feel that with him?

"What are you doing here?" Noah is caught off guard by a surprised voice. He turns around to face the source.

"Hi mom," he gives her a tight smile and shoves his hands in his pockets to avoid the awkwardness. "You know, just checking up on you," he finishes with a slight chuckle.

His mother doesn't say anything and instead pulls him in for an embracing hug. "Where the hell have you been?" she sobs into Noah's shoulder.

"Mommy, who's that?" Noah immediately recognises the questioning voice of his younger sister, and his heart sinks for a second. All of his worries of her not remembering him flood back into his mind; he feels the need to cry.

Noah's mother moves away from him and gives him a warm smile.

It stays silent for a moment and Mel takes a second to examine Noah. "Noah!" she eventually yells as she runs up to him. Noah kneels downs and wraps his arms around Mel's little body; he lets out a small sob, as well as a sigh of relief. "You came back," she pulls back and looks up at him with wide eyes filled with happiness.

"I did promise didn't I?" Noah smiles at his beloved sister; his mother begins to cry tears of joy. "I missed you both so much," he grins as though he's on cloud nine.

"Hey! What about me?" again, another familiar voice rings through Noah's ears; it's his father.

Rising from his current position, Noah races up to his dad. They both take a moment to look at each other- both with watered eyes and glowing smiles. Noah's father eventually pulls him into a hug. This hug being the most embracing of them all.

Melissa and Noah's mother also join the embrace. Tears flowing, smiles gleaming, hearts fulfilled.

If you want something in life, just reach out and grab it.

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