Personal Narrative: Blind

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I woke up, but was I really up, I couldn't see anything but I can hear voices. I can hear the voices of my mom Ashley, my older sister Luna, my dad Ben, and one voice I didn't recognize. The only thing I can remember was seeing a car coming towards me. So I must have gotten in a car accident. And so the voice I heard must be a doctor. I still can't see, but I heard the doctor say blind. It can not be, I am probably still dreaming, but what if I wasn't dreaming. The dance team, school, anything. I will not be able to do anything. Someone had noticed I was awake, so I was awake. They told me I was blind, had one broken rib, and a broken foot. I would be in the hospital four more weeks. When I was able to leave the hospital we went to find

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