The Tattoo: A Story of Lost Friendship and Regret (Part 1)
- Nick Ho
- Oct 19, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 12
[📖 Prefer reading? Here's the story in script format.] ⬇
(Scene: A dimly lit bar with a few patrons scattered around. YOU sit at the counter, nursing a drink. The faint hum of conversation and clinking of glasses fills the air. A GIRL around twenty-five approaches, catching your attention with a friendly smile.)
Girl: Hey, I love your tattoo! It’s really cool.
You: Thanks. I got it when I was 17.
(She leans in slightly, intrigued, studying the tattoo on your arm.)
Girl: Really? It looks like it has a story behind it.
You: It does. The four-headed monster—represents me and my three closest friends.
Girl: That’s beautiful. And "R.A.R.E."? What does it mean?
You: It’s our initials.
Girl: What a unique way to honor them. What happened to you all?
You: We lost one of them. She was murdered just a few weeks after we all got this tattoo.
(→ Continue to The Tattoo (Part 2))

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