Yesterday my mom told me my childhood story in which i came as close a person could ge to death.Even i still remember what happened that day.We were traveling to some place in our van.We had van only that days.They stopped in the middle for having water and for peeing.everyone got down from the van.I was nearly seven years old.It was the national highway with scarce traffic.My dad and mom crossed the road.Me being a small boy was waiting on the other side of the road.They did not return for some time.I did not look out for the vehicles crossing the road.I started crossing the road and there was a car coming to hit me.Somehow the driver managed to stop the car.The car was just two or three cms away from me.My mom rushed and picked me up and gave me one hell of a beating.
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