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Hello guys,I think we're making no coherence,we need to talk about one topic ok,in fact I was already started writing my new short story "Visions" and I would like to share it here to try to find some good plot,and I started like this: In a bitter moonless night,along the highway Nevada to California,Duncan Weisley the owner of a successful trading company drove his car along madly for not to miss his little son’s birthday party for the third time,because he knew that will break his only son’s little heart.He kept accelerating overtaking all sorts of vehicls not carring of his crazy speed and the horns from the other highway takers.He knew he would arrive at a late hour,but for him to arrive late is better than don’t arrive at all. It was ten thirty o’clock,and there still for him around two hundred kilometers that if he sped a little more he would arrive in a good time,but for his bad,the sky overclouded and started raining heavily,and the vision grew worse as the ground became wet and slippery,yet he did not slow down just when he observed that the wheels aren’t stable and the car has changed its direction but it was too late to fix that for he was already out of the trail and with that speed the car flew in the air turning over and fell violently against the rocks on its back. Three days later Duncan woke up,but all he could see was darkness.He moved his hands towards his face and felt the bandage upon his eyes,and he murmured “where am I ?” “Oh thanks god Duncan you woke up,I’ll call you the Doctor” said his frightened wife who sat up the night beside him Instantly the Doctor and two nurses were there “Doctor,what happened to me ?” asked Duncan “Don’t worry Mr Weisley” answered the Doctor “you were lucky.The collision was terrible and the flying glass badly injured your eyes and cut the cornea,but we could manage to plant you another one from another person it’s a new technology but it’s becoming more successful day by day,you’ll have you sight back within two days” “where is Anthony is he alright ?”asked Duncan “ Yes honey he’s at school ” answered his wife “I did not tell him of what happened to you,I just told him that you were very busy that you could not come” Duncan could not help it and he burst weeping and all his body started shrugging “ I’m sorry,I’m so sorry ” “No…no,Don’t say that,you’re a good father”said his wife softly taking his hand and putting it to her cheek “soon you’ll recover and everything will be alright” ... Now,who's gonna give some creative complement to this ????
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