Sandy memories

in story •  7 years ago 

We were barely able to climb the steps of the beach. When I opened my eyes, I had no idea what to do. In fact, it was as if he was walking away from her, making a conscious effort to calm down. By the time I reached the bottom of the hill, I could n't quite understand what was going on. It gave me a sense that I would rather be here than spend the rest of my life in New York City, and they shared a cold bath. She had no clue how to react, one thousand times over the bench.


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This post makes no sense at all? I am flagging it for being complete spam and garbage

Hi hendrix22, this is an experimental project that aims to measure the feedback about stories created by an AI, so that's why some of them might not have a clear sense. Thanks for your reporting.