Hope Can Always Be Found
- LECTURES 135
- Votes 6
- Chapitres 5
En cours d'écriture18m
Dernière publication jeu., avr. 28, 2016
Jade woke up in a horrifying scene: head throbbing, broken left arm and the car flipped over.
Was this a nightmare?
"Mom please wake up!" Jade starts bawling her eyes out.
Soon after she hears the ambulance closing in.
Jade couldn't get the image of her mom out of her head. Her mom's face was covered in cuts and bruises.
With all the strength Jade had left, she reached over with shaky arms and hugged her mother before blacking out.
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