The past

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   I had a great life before the accident. I was a soccer player for my high school and I baked on Sundays with my mother. But like all good things, it had to end. I bet your wondering what happened. The day of the accident was a normal sunny day in Oklahoma. I'm 17 and life is great.
    I get dressed in shorts and a light purple shirt then my friend Crystal calls me about this crazy party that is going to happen tonight. "Sally we have to go"! Crystal is screaming in my ear, I get a miny headache, knowing that I cant say no. "Sure but I'm driving " I laugh into the phone.
    Crystal says that she will be over in about two hours, so I jog down the creaky steps to the living room. I spot my dad and hug him. "What is it this time Sally"? My dad groans while sitting back down at the piano. "Dad can I go to this party tonight" I say carefully. "I will be home by curfew and won't do anything bad".
   I blink a couple times and then add "Please please please". My dad frowns for a second and my heart skips a beat as he slowly says "Well I guess you have shown that you are a responsible teen, so you can go". I yell in excitement and run up the stairs, already trying to figure out what I should wear.

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