It was twelve years ago, when I was five. My dad and I got in a bad accident. The day started out like any other normal day. My dad and I went to go get ice cream for the family, from the ice cream parlor we always go to. When the next thing I knew a car was heading right for us. Luckily nobody died, but my dad developed a limp because a big piece of cut in to his leg. And me? Well I hit my head really hard on my car door, and I was in a coma for two weeks. Now I have a stutter and can't remember big words. Now I'm seventeen and I'm in senior year of high school, dealing with a stutter, bullies and a gang leader who wants to protect me. Who I may or may not develop a crush on.
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