Teen Writing Prompt 717


I don’t know why I can’t remember. I mean I know my name, Roxanne. I’m fifteen years old but other than that I can’t remember a things. I woke up in a shelter in a church. At least the place was nice and clean. They gave me something to eat and a backpack with clothes, a toothbrush plus a whole lunch of other stuff I’d need. I even found a few gift cards for Panera. Enough to last me a week if I was careful.

What happens next? Where does she go  and why can’t Roxanne remember? Does the people who are helping her have something to do with it? What’s going on?



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