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<h1>More examples of free flow writing</h1>
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<h3>All aboard.</h3>
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&lt;WRAP >The station master took the little wooden step away from the first class wagon and slapped the door closed.<br/>

Just then she appeared, running, out of breath ,yelling ‘wait, wait, please wait!’<br/>

She had three suitcases which made running difficult.<br/>

The whole picture was not very ladylike or dignified but she was so pretty that no one would have bothered to berate her.<br/>

That beautiful she was..<br/>

And that little red hat, askew now, the angle too perky to be ladylike was most endearing.<br/>

Jacque fell in love.<br/>

Then and there.<br/>

He got up and ran to help her.<br/>

He had been waiting for the next train.<br/>

The station master opened again the first class door. He helped her up and Jacques now loaded with all the luggage followed her.<br/>

Immediatly the train started to move…<br/>

Oh well, fate..thought Jacques.<br/>

He lifted his hat and said : ” Jacques , at your service”.&lt;/WRAP>
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<h3>A contest confession.</h3>
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&lt;WRAP >No way…this writer is not into confessions.<br/>

I am though, willing to listen to yours. Just go ahead.<br/>

Maybe one of your confessions will be also secretly one of mine but l will not tell you. Why should l?<br/>

I don’t want to confess that sometimes l dream of writing a book.<br/>

And l don’t want to confess that the next minute l doubt that l will be able to.<br/>

And the next next minute l think  l should not put myself down.<br/>

And after all these confessions, l think nobody would be interested anymore.<br/>

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We know very little so what we know, we know because we studied.<br/>

What we don’t know is much more than the ‘we know’ part.<br/>

But dont worry, we have Einsteins who do the knowing for us.<br/>

Or at least they think they know. You know ?<br/>

And if l personally don’t know, I Google. Even though l know that the all knowing internet is full of lies.<br/>

And sometimes it is easier to pretend not to know what we know…..&lt;/WRAP>
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<h3>That woman doesn’t look like me…</h3>
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&lt;WRAP >That woman isn’t who l thought she would be…<br/>

Those were my first thoughts.<br/>

How disappointing, how devastating.<br/>

I had worked towards this moment all my life.<br/>

In the beginning it had seemed impossible, hopeless and many were the days l had wanted to give up.<br/>

But something kept pushing me, telling me it would be worth all the work, that l deserved to have what everybody has.<br/>

Perhaps l had made her into something unrealistic during these long years of searching…<br/>

So l squared my shoulders and took a deep breath.<br/>

My husband gave me a nod and squeezed my hand, whispering:<br/>

‘Go on, go on then..go and meet your birth mother’.&lt;/WRAP>
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&lt;WRAP >‘God, let me see…its been a few days since l heard from her inspector. You see we were in contact on an irregular base..friends..no ties..no obligations you see’.<br/>

‘Which day was the last you ask.’<br/>

‘God I don’t remember, you see, I don’t even remember what I ate yesterday so…’<br/>

‘Okay okay, which day ,let me see..Monday l had bridge club, so it was.not Monday. No. Tuesday…umm I visited a sick friend, you see she is all alone and also getting on in age so…okay okay I got it inspector.<br/>

Where was l, oh yes the sick friend, well , ummm,what ? You haven’t got the whole day?. I understand I understand..ah Wednesday l was the whole day home..my arthritis played up and than I always stay home..so maybe it was Wednesday when she phoned..but then again it could have been Thursday, because….inspector ?….inspector…?&lt;/WRAP>
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Authored by: writeradmin;  Last updated: 2018-02-28T12:05:54(UTC)
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