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I held the little girl in my arms. She wasn't breathing. Her heart wasn't beating. Her neck was twisted in a way that was impossible to survive from. I could hear the ambulance coming. I didn't have much time. I put my hand over her heart and willed it to start beating again. Beat. Beat. Beat.
I've never brought a child back to life before.
She shot up, gasping for air. Her eyes widened in terror as she took in the scene. The car, the blood, me. I put my hands on both sides of her head and twisted her neck back in place.
She let out a small shriek as the last bone cracked into place. She was only about five or six, with little blonde curls that were stained with blood. The ambulance pulled up behind the car. The driver was alright of course. He just passed out from hitting a child with his car. I couldn't blame him. Although I'm glad he didn't see what I just did. I set her down on the pavement while she continued to stare. I got up and brushed my pants off and turned to her with a smile. "Welcome back." I could hear the paramedics coming for the girl, but that didn't stop me as I fled the scene.
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