Drill 2. Write a short story. A coherent one. Don't stop until you make some sense.

I wonder now if you felt it and it died or if you never did and pretended you did so. That should remain a mystery. I wonder about it but I don't have any interest in learning the truth. I shall remain silent and so should you. My words might sound severe but there is absolutely no point in dwelling when the heart spills sower tears. He shall remain oblivious of your foolishness, not aware of what you planned. He shall remain a memory to you and as such he shall remain in your brain.

The memory remains.