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Join Date: Apr 2007
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Join Date: Apr 2007
Posts: 5,845
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Installment Thirteen
And that was the end. The end of the darkness. The end of the bitterness of life. But before you find out what happend, I shall explain.
I was lying in a coma for three weeks, when finally, something happend. A young man, from my home town, stepped forward, and offered his donations. If he didnt step forward, as their was very little donors available to suit me. My father knew I was in a coma, but, he said that he couldnt do it. He was to scared to save my life.
Anyway, luckily the donor was suitable, and within two weeks, I was out of the hospital. Yes, i didn't die, I survived. The young man that saved me was called Tom, my childhood friend from the foster home.
The Police studied the CCTV footage, and their was enough evidence to prove that my step mother attempted to hit me. They also raided the house, and found large amounts of drugs, linking to her. On the day of the court case she drove in to a canal. Emergency services were unable to revive her, and she died at the scene.
And as for me, I got married, to the man that saved my life, emotionally and phsyically, and we had two children. And we all lived happily ever after.
Didn't we?
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