DRUNK DRIVERS
A long time ago, there lived a young boy. He was so full of life, and so full of joy. He was struck by a car, one fatal day. Now, he sits in a wheelchair, no more to play. He sits in his chair, and stares at the sky. He remembers that day, and starts to cry. The man behind the wheel, had been drinking all night. Everything was blurry, even his sight. He was going so fast, when he rounded the curve. He didn't see the boy,
in time to swerve.The police took the man, and put him in jail. But,
two hours later, he was out on bail. In the seat beside him, was his wife. When he rounded the curve, she lost her life.
DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!
in time to swerve.The police took the man, and put him in jail. But,
two hours later, he was out on bail. In the seat beside him, was his wife. When he rounded the curve, she lost her life.
DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!
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