Broken

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              I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t run. I couldn’t move. It was like there was an invisible force preventing me from doing anything. I helplessly watched as he wandered across the seemingly empty street. My heart pounded as I saw the flash of headlights hurtling down the road. I knew what would happen, and I didn’t want to watch it, but I couldn’t close my eyes. There was no way to block the vision as his blood was spilled across the alley. I watched as the car sped away, leaving his body lying there broken. I finally let out a scream.

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