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Prologue

Prologue

No.

It can't be.

My heart skips several beats when I see him on the stretcher. My limbs go numb as horrible, condemning guilt overwhelms me.

I was too late.

I let this happen. To him.

I was responsible for this.

I drag myself towards his lifeless body as they take him to the ambulance. Clutching his hand, I whisper a silent prayer.

"Please, God, no...Don't let this happen....."

Tears begin to blur my vision and my legs give way as the ambulance drives off with wailing sirens, leaving me to the cold, wet, black night.

 



Junior Batley

Edited: 21.08.2019

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