"Sharon I know you are there" a voice unfamiliar to her calling her name.. She looked around asking herself " am I in a story?. "Sharon.." The
voice said again.." Will you be my scribe to be " Sharon dropped her pen, afraid of what actually happened.. It became surreal.. And Sharon replied
" ........ "
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