Alexis Blaze

Alexis Blaze

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To the people here I am just another elderly man at the nursing home. I try to tell the nurses my story, and why I cry at the color red. When I mumble about what happened one day at the races, the nurses repeatedly tell me none of it was real. They tell me the crash never happened, I was never there and I only saw it on the news. They tell me the E.L. Sterling Racing Circuit was shutdown years ago, and they continually tell me Alexis Blaze, my best friend who died at nineteen, is all part of my imagination, but I know she really exists. *** "That is such a good story. It made me cry. I love it" - @bookgirlsmiles "Oh My god Beautiful story" - @SIAASANX "beautiful... that touched me" - @tinkerfairywithlove
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