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Life  is not a bed if roses and well i had a hard time learning that

"you have got to be more cautious Eva"

yea well imagine a realy thorny forest and you are walking in there without any shoes, that's exactly how bad my life was.

I was 25, when I driving over the London bridge and yup I got into a pretty bad accident and yes I did end up dead . Im not being figurative, I actually did die .

I was rushed to the hospital after 15 minutes of the accident. All I could remember from my last moments was I was dying of blood loss. Well even when I was dying and i could have been saved my bitchy Fate intervened.

my Blood group : O-  the hardest one to find just perfect. So eventually I died.

Not many people came to my funeral as my family ws still in Australia and i was here in UK . So just about a few people were there the Father of the nearby church, The undertaker and the guy i charged my car with.

My grave marked
                      "Eva Anderson
                         1990- 2015
                May she rest in peace"

Pretty classy Grave right? (sarcastic)

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