5 Senses Story

To be clear, my mother was mad. Real mad.

All I saw was my mother standing there in here nightgown with a rolling pin one moment, an impassive expression on her face before she tackled Ms. Sofia to the ground.

I cringed as the rolling pin met Ms. Sofia’s face with a crack and continued to watch the fight between the two older women, smelling the faint smell of blood and mildew in the air.

Then a twig snapped behind me. I snapped around to try and see who or what it was when something heavy crashed against my head and my world went black.


I like this piece from how realistic the scenery is in a way without displaying outlandish nonsense.

Make it more imaginary to appeal to the senses better.


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