The Realist (The Life Of Mahalia)

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Chapter 1

I was 13, life was great  perfect. I was in high school, in year 8 and I lived with both my parents I loved them to bits, never wanted them to leave me, but that soon changed, along with my dignity and my pride.

*Flashback*

We all in the car, just coming back from a funfair/carnival thing, Dad was driving and mum was looking back to talk to me in the back seat.

Dad's phone started to ring, he picked it up.

One hand on the steering wheel, the other to his ear.

He was trying to keep in control, but he couldn't.

A truck emerged out of nowhere and was swerving along the motorway.

CRASH!

I awoke to the sound of the ambulance, lights were flashing everywhere.

" Mum.....Dad?" I could hardly hear myself talk, it was dark and I was being pushed into the ambulance.

*blackout*

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 26, 2011 ⏰

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