The Blue Pen
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Complete Sun, Jan 3, 2016<5 mins
My mother is gone. I have an old note book and a blue pen that is running out of ink. I'm empty, my heart is empty, my hope has disappeared, my mother casket is full, my notebook, if full of feelings and memories.
This story is not supposed to be good, its just supposed to tell a story, I wrote it in 10 minutes.
Word Count: 708
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