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Sasha is a girl who suffered a horrific accident in her childhood. As she grew up, she thought she would live her life like any ordinary person But suddenly a personne appeared in her life named Lucas...
"SASHA, PLEASE WAKE UP.COME ON , DARLING, DON'T GIVE UP ON YOURSELF," a voice pleaded.
It was September 4th, 2012.
I was just nine years old. Everything was dark; I couldn't see a thing, and I didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Suddenly, a familiar voice, filled with sadness and panic, screamed in my ear, "DARLING, PLEASE OPEN YOUR EYES !"
I managed to open my eyes slightly and saw a shadow. It was my dad. He looked into my eyes, his voice breaking as he shouted, "SASHA ? DID YOU HEAR ME ?" His eyes were full of tears, and his hands were stained with blood.
I realized I was lying on the ground, my blood pooling around me. I turned my head and saw my mother pressing a cloth against my stomach, trying to stop the bleeding. My dad scooped me up and started running. Exhaustion overtook me—I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I was in the hospital.
As soon as I woke, a flood of terrifying memories rushed back. I screamed with all the strength I had left, "DON'T TOUCH ME! STOOOOP!" My face was soaked with tears. I clutched my head, tearing at my hair and banging it against the wall. My mom, who had been sleeping nearby, jolted awake and tried to calm me down, but it was no use.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and a group of nurses rushed in. They restrained me and administered a sedative. "GET AWAY FEOM ME!" I screamed, but soon after, I collapsed to the floor, the world fading to black.
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It's September 4th, 2022—ten years later.
"Sasha, come on, darling! Breakfast is ready!" Mom called out, urging me to come downstairs before school.
It's the first day of school, and I'm excited. I head downstairs to find my mom cooking scrambled eggs with sausage—my favorite breakfast. But I wasn't hungry. It was the first day of my period, and my stomach was hurting. With no appetite, I skipped breakfast and went back to my room to pick out a cute outfit—a cozy sweater, relaxed jeans, and classic sneakers .makes this outfit perfect for a casual day out, blending comfort with a touch of elegance.
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"Bye, Mom!" I called as I headed out the door. My best friend Emma was waiting in her car in front of the house.
"You look so pretty! What a beautiful outfit," she said with a smile.
"Thank you!" I replied, flashing a smile of my own.
When we arrived at school, Emma went to class, and I headed to my locker. As I walked, I suddenly felt exhausted and heavy. Then, I felt a hand wrap around my waist, and a comforting voice asked, "Miss, are you okay? Do you want me to get you some water or chocolate?"
I looked up and found myself gazing into the most captivating green eyes. The boy had smooth skin, a soft jawline, and expressive eyes that drew me in. His blonde hair was perfectly styled, and he was wearing a dark brown jacket with big pockets over a plain white T-shirt, paired with light beige pants and white sneakers.
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( the boy in the picture doesn't look like the boy in the story .it's only to show you the outfit )
"Miss, are you okay?" he repeated, concern in his voice.
"Yes, yes, I'm okay. I'm just feeling dizzy, probably because I haven't eaten yet," I replied, trying to steady myself but struggling.
"You don't look well. Let me help you to the cafeteria and get you something to eat," he said, keeping his hand around my waist as he guided me gently toward the cafeteria
