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short fiction story danika's memory box Short Stories

Dinner.

Journal, Do you think Mother would finally be proud? They all will know my name now. Generations to come will dissect my work. I wonder when they will understand my message… Long after I’m gone, I’m sure. It angered me to see Scarlett in that dreadful room in front of all those people. She was whimpering. Still, she faced them […]

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