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I stood in the middle of the main road, totally undisturbed by the vehicles moving around. All I had eyes for was the dead body of a man in the side, surrounded by a small crowd, clamped together.

I stared mournfully at that man’s wide eyes, open but not seeing. If only the car hadn’t banged onto him he would be alive, and I wouldn’t be here.

I wouldn’t be here, but there. I would be in his body.

But now, I am a broken soul, and a ghost.



A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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