I Wasn’t Invited – 50 Word Story

“The ball was not as enjoyable as I had hoped, there were too many memories lost within the walls of the old hall, memories that took control of my senses,” she says through tear filled eyes.

“Memories? What sort of memories do you have from there?”

“They weren’t my memories.”

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