(no subject)
There once was a little girl named Lisa. She was happy and bright and in love with the world, as every little girl should be. She had loving parents and lived in a good neighborhood. She had a good life.
One day though, she was riding in the car with her father when they were hit in the side by a drunk driver. They were both wearing their seat belts and both survived, but her head was thrown into the window and her face was covered with deep lacerations. The doctors told her that the scars would never heal. And so her life and as little girl ended.
to be continued...
One day though, she was riding in the car with her father when they were hit in the side by a drunk driver. They were both wearing their seat belts and both survived, but her head was thrown into the window and her face was covered with deep lacerations. The doctors told her that the scars would never heal. And so her life and as little girl ended.
to be continued...