"Where Words Once Grew"
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The next morning, Emily and Rose sat on the university lawn, sunlight drizzling through the trees like golden threads. Emily had the locket pressed against her palm like it might whisper another clue if she held it long enough.
Rose was scrolling through her tablet. “So… I searched the name of Ryan’s poetry group. Turns out, they used to meet at a park on the edge of the city — Waylen Park.”
Emily’s eyes lifted. “Does the park have trees?”
Rose smirked. “It’s basically a forest with walking paths.”
“Then we’re going.”
They took the bus out that afternoon. The city gave way to quiet roads and rustling leaves. Waylen Park was mostly empty — just an old gardener sweeping leaves and a couple of joggers.
But as they wandered deeper into the woods, Emily stopped.
There — ahead — stood a massive tree, twisted and tall, its bark dark and cracked like an old wound. A plaque rested at its base, nearly swallowed by vines.
Emily brushed it clean.
> “For the poet who listened. May your words keep growing.”
Her breath caught. “It’s him.”
Carved into the bark were hundreds of names. Messages. Bits of poetry.
And in the center — barely legible — was one that read:
> “The past is buried, not lost.”
Emily placed her hand on the words.
Suddenly, her vision blurred — and the forest was gone.
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Memory Trigger: The Hidden Gathering
Emily stood beneath the same tree, only now it was alive with light and laughter. People circled around Ryan, who was standing with a journal, reading aloud.
> “We are made of borrowed time,” he said.
“And I… I gave mine freely.”
Then, as if sensing her, Ryan looked directly at her.
Not past her. Not through her. At her.
Emily’s breath hitched. He sees me.
But then, everything twisted. The shadow returned — not just a figure this time, but a voice in her ear:
> “This memory is sealed for a reason.”
Emily shouted, “Why? What are you hiding?!”
But the memory collapsed — this time too fast to stop.
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Emily found the poet’s tree. Ryan looked at her. The shadow spoke.
But now the memory has collapsed — and not by accident.
Do you think Ryan really saw her… or was it just part of the memory reacting?
Why do you think the shadow said, “This memory is sealed for a reason”?
Is Emily getting closer to the truth — or is she waking something that was meant to stay buried?
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The memory keeper PART 1
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