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where could my baby be?

It was a foggy night me and my girlfriend were out on a date in my fathers car. We haven’t gone far, a few feet ahead a car stopped in front of us, that car was stalled, the engine was dead. I couldn’t stop so I swirled right. I will never forget the sounds that night. The screeching tires and the glass had burst and the panful scream that I heard last. When I woke up the rain poured down on me, people stood all around. Some how I got a hold of my baby that night. I lifted her head and she looked at me and said “ hold me darling just a little while.” I held her close and I kissed her our last kiss, well now she’s gone even though I held her tight, I lost the love of my life that night. She’s gone to heaven so I’ve got to be good so I can see my baby whe I leave this world. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_sEtNrYlC4

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  1. Good story! I like how you incorporate details from the song and made it into a story. Thank you for sharing this week.

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