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April 6, 2011
By mwojnilo BRONZE, East Hartford, Connecticut
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the scar
is the first thing that I see.
this was probably not too long since
the accident. it has faded now; I
remember running my
tiny
fingers over it, asking
what had happened, and him saying it
was an accident with a truck. he looks
the same, same smile, same
happy
eyes. except he looks relaxed;
no stress from us, no stress from my mom,
no idea of what will come in time.
but he was happy then.

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