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Summer Haze: A Short Story
The distant memories of the summer haze drowned me until I could feel no more happiness or pain. What shards of memories I possessed I pieced together hoping I could console the depth of my despair. Suddenly a crimson fog grasped me hoping to never let go, the strength was within me to escape however... I didn't dare. Streaks of light pierced through the ominous blanket of fog. Sounds lurked in the shadows that I was beheld upon making my heart hold for what felt like eternity. Tap... Tap! Footsteps... The sound haunted all, no exception of me! All the while my brain soliciting my heart to halt, to not feel the fright that I was pressured to be under, not to feel my soul drop into an old chasm.
Mother! The footsteps they were my mothers'. The
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