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| Photo Prompt Copyright: Amy Reese |
My excitement grew with every step that I took towards this
place. It wasn’t easy for me. A few years ago I’d lost the life that I’d lived
till then in an air crash. I’d survived but my memory hadn’t. I never knew what
had happened to me before the crash and all I remember was waking up in a
hospital room wondering who I was. I had built up my life from there. It was
only recently that my true identity was found. The investigators found my diary
near the crash site and the address there led me here.
Word count: 100
This post is written for the above photo prompt at Friday Fictioneers