Fix A Broken Head With A Beating Heart

, , | Hopeless | April 12, 2016

(I’m about seven and have cracked my head open. I’m sitting in the reception office in the hotel, covered in blood, with my mother on the verge of a breakdown because I just won’t stop screaming. Suddenly, a man knocks on the door.)

Man: “Hi, sorry to bother you. It’s just I saw you coming in with all that blood… I’ve got two kids of my own, you see, and I know how they would be acting if it was them, so I got this for you to cheer you up.”

(From behind his back he pulls out a bar of chocolate for me, and I immediately calm down.)

Man: “Now, you be brave, all right?” *to my mum* “And let me know if you need anything else.”

(That man waited outside until my dad and brother arrived and he was certain I was going to be okay, then vanished without a trace. Whoever you are, thank you for being there!)

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