She was startled by the vision before her. It looked like the home when she was sixteen. Then the dreaded memories started flooding into her mind. The foster parents, rules, punishments, her escape to the neighbor’s house one night. The neighbor saved her and this day she only remembered why.
The Bag Lady 
You left us hanging in the last line.
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Maybe some memories are better forgotten.
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