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A mystical message
#WritcoStoryPrompt25
I stared at the letters tattooed into my right forearm. I had no memory how I had got it or why I was in a hospital gown or why I was floating at the edge of a muddy, river bank. I had absolutely no memory of who I was.
My dark,half opened eyes fell on the rays of the rising sun which was being reflecting from a piece of mirror kept there. My mind was completely blank and I felt to have got born in a new world.
Half an hour passed and then my ears heard a very fearful voice of a couple who wear in search of their son.
"How can God curse my child? It's too much. Even...
I stared at the letters tattooed into my right forearm. I had no memory how I had got it or why I was in a hospital gown or why I was floating at the edge of a muddy, river bank. I had absolutely no memory of who I was.
My dark,half opened eyes fell on the rays of the rising sun which was being reflecting from a piece of mirror kept there. My mind was completely blank and I felt to have got born in a new world.
Half an hour passed and then my ears heard a very fearful voice of a couple who wear in search of their son.
"How can God curse my child? It's too much. Even...
