One year.

One year. It's usually a milestone, usually happy, and usually celebrated. It's the day you count down to and look forward to...usually. What happens when that one year milestone comes around, and you wish you didn't remember? What if it was the worst day of your life, and you'd give anything to erase it? What if, after one year, you could still remember every single detail- who was there, what they wore, what everything smelled and tasted like, and everything that you felt- and each one haunted you? What if you could still re-live it, just as if it were happening again? What kind of release would you choose, and would you regret the words you'd said, after that one year milestone had passed?