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A blur. That is what life is. A fast-paced, emotional high that could change in an instant. The unexpected blocks the path you take. The bad became worse and the good become better.
A man sits on a bench, his eyes wandering around. A young woman caught his eye, recognition flashed in his eyes. The one who forgot, is what some would say. The innocence is captured by the features of her face, her ignorance would be envied by those who experienced more than they could endure.
She turns and stares at the trees of fall. The leaves slowly release the branches and descend like the snow of winter. A sigh of exhaustion escapes her. Her eyes plead to the skies to return what was stolen from her.
Her memory, her past. It was gone.
The man, now standing, walked towards the troubled young woman. His approach became hesitant with every single step. The crunching of the leaves underneath his shoes made his presence known.
'Have you come to kill me?' She asks the man. Her bluntness made him stop in surprise.
'No,' He answers softly. He could not comprehend why she was a threat, why she should be eliminated. 'I have come to warn you.'
'There is no need,' she says, 'I already know.'
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The Future Lies Before Us
General Fiction'It was important for me to remember the past but from what I have experienced these past days, I have no desire to try.' - Astraea Wyttes Honesty, Openness and Sincerity are very significant in relationships but what if you couldn't tell truth fro...
