On July 16, 2015
In 42 word fiction, Uncategorized
As the train entered the station, I took my bags and got ready to leave. But the next I remember is hearing the shrieks of my relatives seeing me bleeding.
Even if I had been physically assaulted, I didn’t remember a thing.
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Riots? They are always a nightmare.
Totally Ruby :O.
This is scary. Being assaulted and not able to remember anything.
Totally Kalpana. Truly, a nightmarish scenario :(.
It’s probably best not to remember the attack.
While he doesn’t want to remember it, he just keeps wondering as to what really happened to him.
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