Mickey went up to the door and opened it.
"We were younger then. So much happier. But happiness has this way of slipping away from you when you need it most. Sometimes, I wish people were just good people. What's the point in being bad, anyway? people say life has no real meaning, which is why we make that meaning. So why be bad? I don't get it." Sora said, sighing. "I make about just as much enemies as I do friends. The people who took me away from what I was doing, probably don't want to be friends. If I had someone that could tell me why I'm here, maybe I'd know what I have to do here." Sora said.