Personal Narrative: My Father's Death

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I wake up and I see bright lights, doctors, and cords and wires everywhere connected to different things all over the place and also on me, I then realise I was in the hospital.
“Do you remember anything that happened?” I hear one of the doctors ask.
“I was on my way home and this car came out of nowhere and ran me off the road” I say mumbling. “Well it sure wasn't an accident, otherwise the car that ran you off the road wouldn't have left” the doctor says while I'm thinking whether or not I should tell him about the call I got. I thought about it, I told myself I wasn't going to tell anyone else.
¨You will be going home tomorrow morning¨ the doctor told me. I stay silent feeling frustrated, with lots of angry wanted to know who put me

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