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by michelle Nov 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
The same police officer came back up to here, And told her that she really had to leave The accident scene now. She started crying again. She told him that's my fathers' car! He's alive right? Please tell me he's alive. All the police did was grab her And held her close to his chest. He embraced her as she cried Holding her, Never letting go. He brought her off to the side talking to her. But all she could say "It's all my fault, he was coming to see me, it's all my fault." The police officer tried to convince her it wasn't at all her fault. But nothing seemed to work. Another police officer came over and said "The diver of the other vehicle was under the influence" At that moment, She looked up and saw the other car. She knew that car too.