Story Slam


I knew I would never be the same after she started talking. I was mesmerized. Hypnotized. Wondering why I had never noticed her before. I think it was the sound of her voice that drew me to her and realized I had never heard her speak before this very moment. Her voice was intoxicating. Illuminating. I wanted to hear her talk for the rest of my life. If I had only known about the magic she cast over me at the first story slam I ever attended, I would have been more careful. Now I can never go back. 

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