The worst day of my life

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Everyone loved our carer. She was the best until the horrible car crash. Her name was Mrs Lovely however
we called her nan.There was 10 of us and but 1 of her. Her eyes would always glow with pride and she was never pessimistic.Without her it felt so vacent;with her it felt so full.Everything was alright or was it..

Boom! Teriffried,we halted. "Did you hear that."He whispered. Slience. There was no sound nor was there whisper. There was Mrs Lovely lifeless. Her long and luxurious hair spread out. She was as fragile as glass. In awe we all stared at her. The waiting in hospital took hours,centuries,decades.

Following day...
Since Mrs Lovely was in hospital, we had a new carer.Her nails was as sharp as razors."What are you looking at?" She snapped horribly. Her name was Mrs Bark and she was even ancient then dionsours.
Her midnight black bag glared at us in horrible way. There was only one question how will live with old hag?HOW...?!

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