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Memory Lane
Memory Lane I was strolling down, Memory Lane, When a voilent wave, Washed everything away, Until, All those memories, Just seemed like, Dreams; So far away. Then I realized, That ...
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Prologue to my story
“Natalie, darling… your father and I… we’re getting a divorce.” Her parents stood side by side staring at her nervously, waiting for her reaction. Natalie knew this was going to ...
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Merope Gaunt's Last Moments
Merope Gaunt’s Last Moments It was snowing heavily that evening on New Year’s Eve. Through the dense sheet of cold hard snowflakes, a silhouette of a woman could be seen ...
