Catherine of Aragon is my name i can barley remember anything when I died all I remember was him I look around I'm sitting on a bed and theirs another person across from me I walked over and shook them awake they turned around looking frightened then I remember who it is "Anne Boylen" I say "What are YOU doing here" I asked she looked at me and said "Well I'm wondering the same for you" I looked down to what I'm wearing and saw that I was wearing a golden hoodie,awesome Anne was wearing a green shirt and a black skirt "so miss divorcée what is this place" "I have no idea and don't call me divorcee " I say "divorcée divorcée divorcée"Anne kept chanting so I grabbed her by her hair and next thing I know I was holding her head
"WHAT THE FUCK"
"AHHHHHH"
"Anne what the heck happened!"
"Well if you cannot see you grabbed me by my hair and my head came off!"
"Well no shit Sherlock I'm wondering Why your head had ditached instead of stayed!"
"Oh I was beheaded my hen"
I cut her off "do not say his name" "ok fine but can you put my head back on my body" "I'll try"
Few moments later
"K I think I got it on" I say her head was back on her body and we found a collar with a 'B' on it "k I did not like that" "So why are we here and where are we" "well I don't know!"said Anne man why is she a pain in the ass all the time "was I asking you!" "Yes"she said "whatever let's look around if there are other people" I say "whatever" she said while she rolled her eyes and we headed out of the room to find to find two rooms well three including ours I went downstairs while Anne explored anything she finds
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The Six Wives
Historical FictionWhen the six wives of Henry the viii died they were brought back from the dead and into 2021 (let's pretend COVID is already over)
