There once was a girl who resided in an enchanted castle. The castle contained everything the girl had once held dear to her heart. Pets, stuffed animals, and memories of warm summer days and cool December nights filled each room and hall. By day she would find new things to love; by night she preserved everything by tucking it away in corners of the castle.
As the girl grew older her castle filled with books, song titles, and movie tickets. Every now and then, if you walked through the doors in her halls, you would find the remnants of a special person in the girl's life; she kept the memories and qualities that made a person special to her.
One night she stumbled upon the figure of the boy she used to know. He lived far away from the girl in the castle now, constantly changing in the outside world. But in the castle the girl had preserved him carefully, remembering him only as he used to be. Approaching said illusion, she uttered the words "I miss you," and then her castle fell.
The bricks caved in and each story was brought down to the ground. From the rubble, the girl rose and found that all of her memories had vanished. The illusions that used to fill her halls and rooms were now only present inside her head. The girl's physical world now held only the truth of reality.
Atop the broken remains of the castle was a single index card written in the boy's handwriting: "I love you."
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