For Austin

1. Only enter if your last name sounds like a type of mushroom.

2. If you've come this far, there's no turning back...

3.18 Austin portrait.jpg

The bitterness spread in my mouth and I knew I had to make a choice. It was either him or me. If I choose him, I lose myself. So before my heart could convince me to do otherwise, I ran. The password is the set of numbers that were placed in your secret Santa package. Not literally. In the span of a few moments, I deleted his contacts, his pictures, his physicalities, leaving only his memories. His memories… Science had taught me a time will come when they will begin to fade too.