Memory Of A Superstar
It was a cool day in Waycross. After searching the woods for my missing Aunt, I finally found her. Unfortunately, she seemed off. She had amnesia. She believed she was Mary Magdalene.
"So you're looking for your aunt?" Mary asked weakly.
"Yeah, I miss her so much." I said. Mary seemed sickly. Her face was sunken in. Her body was almost skeletal. Her pregnant belly was her only healthy part. It was frightful.
"Congratulations by the way." I said looking at her belly.
"Thank you." She said weakly rubbing the belly.
"So how are you felling?" I asked.
"I feel sick." She replied weakly.