Bad times

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When I got home I went to make myself some tea but there was no milk. I hopped in my car and began driving to the supermarket. Along the way I saw there was a crash. The car looked a lot like Stampys. I slowed down and had a proper look. Suddenly I saw stampy lifted on to a stretcher. I panicked and pulled over. I got out of the car and ran over. The police tried to hold me back but I pushed on through. I ran up to a witness and asked what happened. They said a clumsy driver probably drunk crashed into them. I ran up to the woman in charge of medical. "How are they doing??". "Not well, the boy is badly damaged and the girl is in critical condition, do you now them??" "Yes I do, very well actually" i said. "Could you please call their parents and come to the hospital with them please." "Sure". I was not allowed ride in the back with stampy and sqaishey. I was kicked into the passenger seat. The driver was friendly but he didn't like conversation. I didn't expect it. He was flying to the hospital. I tried not to panic. But I couldn't stop myself thinking, will they survive??

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