Flow my tears - Freewrite
Angela waited on the steps of the old Cathedral.
She tapped her foot against the cracked concrete.
Her black habit was itchy and uncomfortable. She wasn't used to wearing one yet.
She was starting to remember. They had told her that she wouldn't but she was after all.
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She kept that a secret.
Everyone here either was either part of the black circle or part of the past.
The past was a bad thing.
She'd woken up on a rickety wooden raft.
A group of nuns had taken her here and fed her.
She had no memory of what had happened.
They told her she was blessed because of that.
The past was bad.
Her name is Angela.
Her husband's name was Michael.
Her son's name was Jacob.
The explosion that had killed them all was meant for her.
She was testifying against a mob boss the day that the world had ended.
It had only taken a second for them to be dead.
The ending and the reawakening.
She wasn't supposed to remember the past.
Her name was Angela.
Flow my tears.
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I really love this type story.
thanks for sharing it.
Marvellous story. keep it up man.
Very nice! I love reading stuff with deep meanings. Thanks for sharing
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Another well written and gripping free write
oh !! Angela .Wanna know how long take this freewrite.
Great writing and story. I love the simple way you organized it in short sentences - very effective!
very intresting story of Angela
a very good and heart-stopping story,
I like the style. It fits well with the memory loss and the gradual re-emergence of her past. Although I have to admit, having read quite a few of these now, I was waiting for the flossing! Lovely written story.
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