~Y/n's POV~

My eyes fluttered open, a bright light was shining high above the clouds which was odd considering I was just on the couch. Must be timeline jumping again...

I groaned loudly, before covering my mouth to scan my surroundings. Someone could've heard me.

I was on a steep grassy hill and for some reason was wearing a breezy white dress. Weird, I hardly ever wore dresses. What was even stranger was that this was definitely the surface. I could see a block of suburban houses to my left, and I think I was in a park.

The sun felt incredibly refreshing on my pale skin, after all it had been years since I've seen this much light and warmth. The sun was way too bright though, brighter than I remembered it to be. I had to squint just so my eyes didn't feel like they were set ablaze.

I picked up the sound of some children laughing from afar, probably behind the hill I was on. I shakily stood up, oddly enough I was on wedges. This outfit reminded me a lot of something my teenage self would wear to try and look fancy. As if a dollar store dress and cheap wedges from walmart would make anyone look fancy.

I noticed a purse had been laying down next to me, a rainbow patterned one that looked painstakingly like the one I had as a teen... I brushed it off until I saw the notebook that was peeking out of it. It was just visible enough to read the nametag: Y/n.

I sat back down and pulled the notebook onto my lap, it was indeed the exact one I remember having in my first year of high school. It was also rainbow, just like my purse. Guess I had a thing for rainbows even when I was a kid. Some things just never change.

I opened it up cautiously, if this was truly my old notebook then there would be my old drawings. The drawings that, at the time, I thought were Picasso worthy.

The first page hit me with a crashing wave of nostalgia. It was my first attempt at drawing one of my favorite anime characters, and it aged like sour milk.

The eyes were way too humongous for a human head to allow, the forehead was almost an inch long, the jawline was stretched to a breaking point, the lips were tilted, the hair was so spiky it looked like they had just gotten electrocuted, and was just an overall mess. I even had the nerve to write down my signature next to it. Despite how horrendous it was, I loved it. It was one of the many marks of how far I've come in my drawing skills and I appreciated it for that.

I flipped through several more pages, laughing and cringing at each one of my varied attempts to get anatomy correct. When I finally got to the last page, the sun was starting to set. I surely couldn't stay here for much longer, the park would be closing soon. But where would I go? Where even is here?

I stood up, grabbing my purse and gingerly placing my notebook back inside. While I was doing that I noticed a phone inside, one that looked a lot like the one I had that broke when I fell down Mt. Ebott.

I pulled it out, turned it on, and even more nostalgia hit me. My old phone wallpaper, a group photo of my whole family when we went to Disneyland for the first time. Wow... I looked so young in that photo. I couldn't have been any older than 11.

I unlocked the passcode which I still knew by heart and looked at the date and time displayed in the left corner. I had gone back 12 years in the past to my first year in high school. I noticed the gallery app just tempting me to open it and view all the memories. And that's exactly what I did.

I sat back down in the grass, not caring if someone came over to kick me out. The most recent picture taken was from around a week ago with me and a boy who looked strikingly familiar. Oh my god was that Brad from chemistry class? What a douchebag, can't believe he stood me up on that one date to hang out with that bitch Vanessa.

Hang on... if I'm remembering correctly then TODAY was the day he stood me up. I distinctly remember putting on this exact dress in an effort to look fancy for this date which was going to be at the park. The park that I was currently in.

I couldn't help but laugh, out of all the days to timeline jump to why this one? It was so oddly specific. Before I could browse anymore through the gallery, a man wearing some sort of security outfit came up to me.

"Sorry young lady, parks closin'. Better head home, it's gettin' late." He said, trying to sound as polite as possible.

I flinched but quickly gathered my thoughts, "S-Sorry! Lost track of the time. Uhm, thank you!" I stuttered, my voice sounding higher pitched than normal. He smiled and headed back towards the entrance, while I scurried the opposite direction for the exit. I was feeling way more awkward than normal.

Now I didn't really know what to do, I was walking on the side walk with the sun quickly fading into the night. If I wasn't fast enough I would be stranded in the darkness, wearing something kind of revealing, with who knows who around.

Though, some of these houses looked quite familiar. Like the ones on my old neighborhood block. Wait a minute... if I was just at the exact park Brad ditched me at... then that means I'm not far from my house.

I picked up my pace, scanning each house I went past. That was Miss Carter's house! The old lady a few blocks away that I used to walk dogs for! Then on the right used to be my old middle school friend Maria's house! Sucks that she moved away. Then on the corner was my mom's friend's house... the one across from that was my Aunt Pattie's house... Then Samantha's... Timothy's... Zackary's... and finally there was my old house.

It looked exactly as I remembered it.

I slowly stepped up to the black door and twisted the knob to test if it was locked, predictably it was. I shakily rung the doorbell, I was going to actually see my mom again. Not just a flashback this time.

I heard the door unlock, and it swung open. My mom was smiling up at me, and I couldn't help but feel my emotions get the better of me. A tear fell down my face as I smiled back up at her. Her face turned to concern as she noticed the telltale signs I was about to sob.

"Aw, honey, what's the matter? Did the date not go well?" She asked, pulling me inside and shutting the door. Oh yeah, I kinda forgot about that. I nodded, it was the truth after all.

"Here, come sit down and I'll fix you some dinner." She motioned me to sit on the couch but I stopped her before she left to the kitchen.

"Um, I'm not hungry. Can I just sit and talk with you for a while?" I asked hopefully, I had to get a lot off my chest while I was still here.

"Of course honey, what did Brad do to make you this upset?" She questioned, sitting down next to me on the brown couch.

"Well, he stood me up but that's not what I wanted to talk about." I answered, wanting to finally break character. I took a deep breath and turned off my brain to let my emotions do the talking.

"I've been thinking a lot and I just wanted to say thank you for everything you've done for me. The childhood you gave to me has been more than I could've asked for and you're the best mom anyone could hope for. Even when I make a mistake or doing something bad you're never mean or crude and instead help me to settle the issue. And when you called the school about those girls who were bullying me, it meant a whole lot to me. Even if I didn't show it or don't show it in the future. I love you, more than you'll ever know."

I could feel myself drifting away, farther and farther from the scene. I couldn't feel the tears flowing down my face anymore. My head was getting lighter and lighter until it flew high above the clouds. I knew my time here was up. I'm just glad I got to finally speak to her.

I felt myself returning to my body, only this time I was on a bed being snuggled by Ink.

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(Fun embarrassing fact about this chapter: this was the first time I've cried writing my own story. Weird, I know. Didn't know that could happen but here I am, in tears.

Sorry if this chapter made you sad as well but trust me, its necessary. I won't spoil anything yet but keep your eye out for new chapters! Also, be sure to thank your mom or dad or who ever your legal guardian is for everything they've done for you. See you later my lovely trash.)