(Still Editing) Split Seconds Survival
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Last published Tue, May 24, 2016
Prologue
In only a split second I would be choosing between family and complete and total strangers lives. Hey there my name is Bill Watterson and my story will be told. I was taking a stroll on a saturday afternoon. I was walking on the Bremen bridge. The bridge is over a small lake and it is the deepest lake in the world. This bridge is always walked on and something dangerous could happen at any moment but everyone walks on it because it's the fastest way to get to the school.
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