Feathers Like Fresh Fallen Snow

Feathers Like Fresh Fallen Snow

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A pair of crystal blue eyes stare back at me from behind my shattered windshield. "Hello? Hello?" the operator calls. I shake my head, which brings on more pain flooding in. I let out a groan. My brain decides it had enough, I blink one last time, staring right back at those menacing blue eyes, everything then became black and I went unconscious.
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After an accident the spirit of a young man struggles to adjust, enter a handsome young man, and his world is turned upside down even more. The car screeched to a halt as the body flew over the bonnet, slamming to the ground in a sickening thud, the head slamming into the concrete and cracking upon impact. Warm red blood seeped onto the floor as the mouth gasped for breath, a bone sticking out of the chest of the young man on the ground. He gasped for air, his eyes blurred and fighting to stay open. The driver of the vehicle rushed to his side, she bent down and gasped at the sight of blood under the young man's head. Standing back up she backed up to her car, climbed in and drove away at speed, not caring about getting him help...feet ran towards the young man, and voices where heard talking to the emergency services. Hands felt his body all over, trying to offer comfort, but he could feel his life ebbing away.

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