Homeless heart

Papermashed

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I have this App on my phone for writing prompts through the Writing.com website. Sometimes when I feel like exercising my brain I click on this and see what opportunities for tales pop out of the Pandora’s box. Today, amongst a few others, it offered me the above, of which I took a screen shot.

Most who would look at this prompt would think of happy memories and fun and jovial life. At least I should think so. But it didn’t really conjure happy memories or tales at all for me.

It reminded me of a rainy night many years ago. I, with my sisters and another friend had gone for a girls night out in the city (Sydney). I don’t really recall whether we were going to a restaurant to eat, or whether we were returning. Either way, oblivious to all those trolling the city we were wrapped in…

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