Why

Noah D

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Why? That’s my only question. Why? Why do you think that text was more important? Why is that text more important than the two lives you took, or your ability to walk, or the amount of money you cost yourself? I hold your burden, I hold responsibility. Your ignorance, your selfishness, your stupidity are the weapons you used to make me the cause of something terrible. After all these years, I knew this day would come, but I didn’t think I would have to pay for it. Why didn’t you tell me you were driving? Why didn’t you put the phone down and respond later? Why did you put my meaningless text above everything else? Why do I have to feel responsible for your mistake? Why?


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This is the questions I ask the reader as the reader lays in the hospital. The reader got in a car accident killing 2 people and losing his ability to walk by looking at a text I sent.