That smell

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It was mysterious smell that provoked the senses. It was difficult to tell where it had originated. Nothing could make sense, nothing smelled so bad as this one smell. A putrid smell. Where was it coming from, why could it not go away?

I now knew where it was it was coming from. The cat, no wait, my mother. Which one would be worse?

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Published by ArianaRose

I’m hoping to become a writer, playwright & novelist. I'm also considering becoming a Historian or librarian at this stage in life. I'm looking for opportunities in performance writing and publishing short stories in literary magazines. I study English and Creative Writing at university.

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