Broken
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My life was going great, then the accident happened. I couldn't look at life the same. It's like I was in a totally different perspective than everybody else. Nothing seemed important anymore. Only one person kept me alive. He is my hero-or should I say was. Was my hero.
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I lost everything in a matter of moments. The memories of the crash are all that kept me going; I had to for everyone that lost their life that day. The guilt that I had to live with was terrible. Why couldn't someone else live? I was ready to die; I knew it was going to happen... I was prepared....

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