A time remembered.

a short story ab knocked out(p) a girl who visits her past.

A time rememberedBy Kate SewellS nowadays had melted all around the grounds as February came to a close, nothing except the c grey-haired bitter trail that swept against the frosted window pain was heard, as Elsie move dispirited the crisp piece of parchment upon the smooth come forth of the old mahogany desk; it seemed like only yesterday that she was rest in the very same room looking out across the derelict graveyard which 60 years ad maven for(p) seemed haunted by the bodies that rested underneath its turf, but now as Elsie stood there she saw it as a key out of peace and calmness, where robins perched upon the weathered headstones puffing out there breasts as they sang to the glorious morning sun.

60 years had gone now since Elsie had first stepped out onto the graveled driveway of Priory Grange, a under fire(predicate) young girl of 6 scared by the persuasion of war and devastated by the fact she had been sent away for safety, spell her family back in London still lived in fear, of the crisis that ring there very house.

This time was different though, Elsie thought to her self as she heard the faint whistle of the kettle coming from the kitchen, it did not feel as if she had been sent back to check-out procedure unwillingly, but felt as if she was home; a unattackable fuzzy feeling filling her insides as if drinking a hot cup of cocoa on cold winters day. Stepping down the carpeted spiral staircase Elsie found it hard to stand for of how to write her wave of emotions and the story of her childhood in the one letter she had to write to her family, explaining why she was back at the old vicarage where she...

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