Paralyzed
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"Why are you alone?" He looked in my eyes. "Well.." I started but he didn't let me finish. "You're in cabin 22?" He said pointing at the keys in my hand. "Yes" i smiled. "Me too, finally i found you come on" he held my wrist waiting for me to get up and walk with him. "Emm.. I can't walk."
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