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Memory blacked

My sight was blacking in and out. All that I remembered about that day was that I was bleeding like hell.

I woke up days later, as the doctors told me. Some anonymous woman crouched over me and cried, ‘Oh my god! Oh god, thanks for not taking his life!’ I didn’t know who she as, but seeing her cry bought pain to my heart.

I gaped at her and after a long time, I asked her ‘who are you?’ She looked at me shocked, tears spilled like a fountain from her eyes. ‘My son! My son! He…He has amnesia!’

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A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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