Is this it?

Well, so much for trying to fill in the gaps of my memory. I should have known better. By better I mean not to ask the psychopathic classmate of mine. Lesson learned: Avoid the gaze of the psycho. I guess I'm back to square one. Drats. It's a huge bummer. I mean, I was really getting my hopes up that maybe, just maybe, I could get rid of my distress once and for all. When will this leave me? Everyone leaves me but when it comes to negative things like this, they seem to stick to me like a leech. Anyways, back home it is.

I decided to take a detour from the usual path home I take to fully clear my head. I go beneath the bridge by the sidewalks (There is a river and grassland by the bridge). I went there to play stone-bouncing. I usually played this as a kid. It helped me clear my mind a lot, but I seemed to drift away from it after my accident back then. I started bouncing stones on the water, thinking of all my problems as those stones and use it to clear my mind of them. Well, it really helps me calm down and just temporarily forget my problems instead of me going drinking.

It started getting darker as time passed. I picked my bag up and stood up. I was ready to go home, but then she came to me. "Hey, I'm sorry about earlier. I was just flustered. I hope you weren't offended by anything."

"Hey, oh don't worry about it. I was actually planning to apologize to you when I had the chance. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted like that."

"That's fine. Do you have problems? You always come here when you have a lot going on in your mind."

"What? How did you...?"

Wait. What's going on here? How does she know about this? I'm pretty sure I only come here alone. She just smiled at me, but something was off. Her smile, it seemed a bit forced, almost like it was to hide sadness on her face. I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't respond at first. She smiled and said once again, "It's nice to meet you again... Jake."