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There have been many times when Wren just wanted to lock herself in her room and just write the night away. And those nights were the nights when what she did at 16 haunted her, she would just sit down at her Chrome book and then she would write for hours turning off all of the electronic things around her. When she was in the zone she didn't want to be bothered, not by her friends not even her own family. They were the least important thing to her, which she knew was mean but this was something that she liked to do in her spare time. Sometimes she would write almost a whole book when she had a lot on her mind. Today was a day where she just couldn't help but to cry,everything she saw on tv and everything she heard on the radio reminded her of when she went to the hospital that gloomy night of her 16th birthday.
"Okay Wren, you need to pull yourself together, it has been almost 10 years since you went to the hospital, you should be over it by now. It's all in the past, but it is going to haunt us forever. That is why we took up writing, now put your mind to it and get to writing." Running her fingers through her hair she let out a long sigh she was in for a long night, good thing she had a kurig in her room that she could just press a button and have coffee in a jiffy. "What book shall we continue to write tonight. The horror story, the fantasy or the murder mystery?" Drumming her fingers on the table she thought to herself, today she felt like writing more of her murder mystery. This one was near and dear to her heart because it was the first book that she ever started to write, it was the night that she had the abortion she got out a pen and paper and she just started to write the night away. It wasn't long before she had a solid story and a plot ,she didn't quite know where to end the book but she was still working out the details.
Letting out a soft sigh Wren ran her fingers through her hair once more and double clicked on the icon that held her Murder Mystery book. This is one thing that she always did before she began to write again, she would read through the chapters to see if anything needed to be tweaked. Normally nothing needed to be tweaked but it was just a precaution. Today the book was perfect for her, there was nothing that she wanted to change and when her fingers started moving she had lost all track of time, what seemed like a few minutes was actually a few hours. "Well holy sh*t, would you look at that, its time for me to get ready to open up the club. Until we meet again books, until we meet again." Closing her chrome book she sighed once more and pushed off of her chair and started to get ready for her night.
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