#WritcoStoryChallenge
The painting was yellowed with rounded edges. It was a masterpiece and it was lying in my hand. Wait, have I stolen it? I don't remember... what is happening to me ? oh God I am loosing my mind I dont remember how this masterpiece ended on my hands, what should I do, who should I tell, where do I go, should I run or should I stay here, why everyone is smiling at me ? Maybe I didn't do anything wrong, as the time passed by fast but in her mind time was slow and sluggish and everything was unclear that she was going through a deep mental dream even though she was awake, trapped in her own dreams walking but unconscious of what reality was at that moment, noone expected anything from her noone was looking for her and noone was looking for the piece of art that was in her possession all of this time.
she continues to walk around the hall, a long hall with many doors as she was looking at the end of the hall nearly 200 feet away someone was coming tours her and as they were getting closer and closer that other person was calling her name, Angela , Angela give me the picture she was very confused and disturbed when she realized that the other person was calling her name as they...