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SHE QUIETLY sat down on the playground bench. It was a playground not far from the hospital. She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, as she quietly watched the small kids run around and play on the equipment, not having a care in the world about anything.

     She remembered being able to play around and do whatever she wanted to do. But that was before the accident. The accident that changed her life. The accident her father caused because he hated her.

     Her mind drifts off into a never-ending spiral, thinking about how everything would be different if her father didn't hate her. How she could still be an energetic and chaotic person, without having to worry about damaging her body too much.

     She sat there and thought until someone pulled her out of that dark spiral.

     "Mind if I sit here?"

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