That smell

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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Author: ArianaRose

I’m hoping to become a writer, playwright & novelist. I'm also considering becoming a Historian or librarian at this stage in life. (2017). It's almost 2018! One of my short stories was published in METIOR Magazine at Murdoch University in 2016. I'm looking for opportunities in performance writing and publishing short stories in literary magazines.

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