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3. Begging
It was cold night on the tone me and friends were out partying when we relished the time we were all drunk as we got into my friends car. I was so stupid thinking we'd be fine driving I was the passenger he was half asleep when I saw a dog it the road I grabbed the wheel as I forced David to swerve to the right we missed the dog but I didn't see the other car, why didn't I see them we went up against them and we spun out we flew off the road as we flipped I remember the sound of glass breaking. I woke up to the sound of the cars little buzzer I found we were upside down. I unbuckled my seatbelt as I fell to the roof of the car. I got up and saw my friends they were all dead that when I remembered the other car I got out as I went it was crushed and a mess of glass and metal. That's when I saw it the carrier I I...... I didn't I couldn't..... (sighs and takes shuddering breaths) I ran.. I went until I got home I took a showe that image in my mind that night I threw up and didn't sleep. The next morning it was all over the news it was giant all my friends were dead and the other car.... I went to my friends funerals and cried worse than I thought I could. I never touched the bottle again. I was the cause of their deaths and I ran.. I leave this story as proof as a statement to show I'm sorry and that I'm turning myself in and I hope I can be forgiven for what I've done... I'm sorry.

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