ONCE BROKEN TWICE HEALED

ONCE BROKEN TWICE HEALED

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Science Fiction
That tuesday evening, walking out the front door with my dad a terrible accident occured rght in front of my eyes that left a grip of fear on me whenever i think of that dayπŸ˜“. It was valentine and dad had promised i and mom a late night dinner at moun-Ti-gous.it had rained heavily that day, we were both on our way to see mom, just as we had left the house, at the middle of a T-junction , dad hot runover by a hit and run driver, rushing him to the hospital all by myself had been very difficult and so getting to the hospital, he had given up the ghost. I never forgot that day as it still leaves memories amd flashbacks of how it had all taken place. And till today the event still hunts me like it happened yesterday. ********************************************************************************************************************************************************************* Lets see what happens next in this story, will she be able to move on and forget the event that had taken place some years back....or.will she still dewell in the past... Read further to find out what will happen next
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