THE WOODEN BOX

She looked franctically at the hospital room,hands cold as ice,tears dried up on her face,facing downward to look at her blood stained shredded clothes. which admonish her of the plight at hand.she thought about the accident, the faded memory she tried to allude. why had she started the fight with her parents,especially her mom.oh if she hadn't pick a figh

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