MY MOTHER ACCIDENT
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Última publicación lun, jun 19, 2017
Hi every one my name is Jeff and I am 11 years
This is a true story about my mother.
One day my mother was taking a walk in the garden my father and me was inside the house , suddenly we heard a voice like a wood is falling down the
voice was really loud after some time i went for checking , I saw a big piece
of wood was falling on my mother's arm. :-( :-( :-(
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