Rememberance
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Última publicación mié, jun 18, 2025
I've never regretted a decision more in my life.
We lived in a small town where everybody knew everybody's car. I was driving Delilah home one afternoon when a drunk kid from the public high school ran a stop sign and T-boned us.
The impact was brutal. It shoved us off the road and into a ditch.
I got out with a broken leg. Delilah wasn't so lucky.
The other car hit her side directly. They rushed her to the hospital before I even knew what was happening. For a while, I thought she might die. When my parents told me she and her family had moved out of state for better healthcare, it felt like losing her all over again.
Delilah was gone. For two years, she didn't come back.
You think the worst things in life come with a warning. But most of the time, they hit you at a stop sign, and you never even see them coming.
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