ᴾᵘᵖᵖʸ ᴸᵒᵛᵉ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟽𝟷𝟿 "ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ᴵ'ᵐ ˡᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐʸ ᵈᵃᵈ ᵖᵃʸ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧‧" ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵈᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ'ˢ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ ʷᵃˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵇʸ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵐᵒᵉᵇᵃ ᵖᵘᵖᵖʸ‧ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ'ˢ ᵃ ʷʰᵃˡᵉ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ⁿᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵃᵈ ʷᵃˢ‧ "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ⸴ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ᵐʸ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵍʳᵒʷˡᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃᶠᵃʳ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ʰᵉˡᵈ ᶜᵘᵗˡᵉʳʸ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢ ⁱᶠ ˢʰᵉ'ᵈ ᵉᵃᵗ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵒᵘᵗᵈᵒᵒʳˢ ˢᵒ‧ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ‧ "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵒʷ‧‧‧" ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʳᵃⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵃⁱⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉᵐ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵘᵗᵉʳ ᵃᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ᵏⁿᵒᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ⁱⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗˡʸ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ⸴ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉˡᵉˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵘᵗʰ ᵃᵍᵃᵖᵉ‧ ᴴⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵘᵗ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉᵈ‧ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ˢᵗᵉᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ˢᵃʷ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ʳᵘˢʰ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ'ˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉ⸴ ᵍˡᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ʰᵉʳ‧ "ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ⸴ ᵒʰ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ!" ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃᵏᵉ ⁿᵒʳ ˢᵃʸ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʷʰⁱᵐᵖᵉʳᵉᵈ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ‧ 'ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ⁱˢ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ˢᵒ ʷʰᵒ ᶜᵃⁿ ʰᵉˡᵖ? ᴵ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵉˣᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧‧‧' ᔆᵖᵒᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ‧ 'ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᵘʳᵍᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒʷ!' ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʸᵖᵉ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ˢᵃʷ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ‧ "ᴴⁱ⸴ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ! ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵗᵉˣᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʰᵉˡᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵉ ᵗᵉˣᵗᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵗᵉˣᵗ? ᔆᵐᵃʳᵗ ᵇᵒʸ! ᵂʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ‧ 'ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᴹᵒʳˢᵉ ᶜᵒᵈᵉ?' ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᴹᵒʳˢᵉ ᶜᵒᵈᵉ‧ "ʸᵉˢ; ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵗᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵐᵉ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ ᴹᵒʳˢᵉ ᶜᵒᵈᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵏⁿᵉˡᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵇʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴵ ᵃˡˢᵒ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿᵗ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵃⁱᵈ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵗᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵃⁿʸ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃⁿⁱᵗⁱˢᵉᵈ ʷᵒᵘⁿᵈˢ‧ 'ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ʷᵉ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒʷ?' ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵃˢᵏˢ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ ᴹᵒʳˢᵉ ᶜᵒᵈᵉ‧ "ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵉ'ˡˡ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁱᵗ; ʷʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᵃ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ?" 'ᴴⁱˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ‧‧‧' ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵖᵘᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᵈ‧ 'ᵂʰᵉⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ʳᵉᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᶜᵒⁿˢᶜⁱᵒᵘˢⁿᵉˢˢ⸴ ʰᵉ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐᵉᵈ‧' "ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᴹᵒʳˢᵉ‧‧‧" 'ʸᵉˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵘˢ ᵇʳⁱⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧' "ᴵ'ˡˡ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠᵘˡ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʰⁱᵐ‧" ᴱᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ⸴ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗⁱʳ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ʸᵉᵗ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉⁿᵉᵈ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ˢᵖᵃᶜᵉ ˢᵒ ᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˢ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉˢ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ; ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵉᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᶠᵗˡʸ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʰᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒʷ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ʳᵉᵍᵃⁱⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒⁿˢᶜⁱᵒᵘˢⁿᵉˢˢ‧ ᵁᵖᵒⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ⸴ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠˡᵘᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ‧ "ᵁᵍ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵘᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵒᵍⁿⁱˢⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᵂʰᵃ‧‧‧" ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ⸴ ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵉᑫᵘᵉⁿᵗⁱᵃˡ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ʷᵒᵘⁿᵈˢ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ‧ "ᴳᵃʰ⸴ ᵒʷ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉˢᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵗⁱˡˡ ᵉˣᵗʳᵃ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˡʸ ᵗᵒ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʸᵉᵗ; ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ; ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵐᵖ ᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃᵈ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵃˢ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ⁱⁿᶜʰᵉᵈ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉʳ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃˢᵏ ⁱᶠ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴴᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ?" "ᴴᵒʷ ᵈⁱᵈ ᴵ ᵍᵉᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢⁱᵗ ᵘᵖ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵉᵃⁿᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵈᵘᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˣʰᵃᵘˢᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ‧ "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵈⁱᵈ‧‧‧ ʸⁱᵏᵉˢ; ʷʰʸ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵃᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃʳᵐ ʸᵒᵘ; ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ‧‧‧" "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ; ⁱˢ ˢʰᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ? ᴵ‧‧‧" "ᔆʰᵉ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ‧ ᔆʰᵉ'ᵈ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ⸴ ˢᵒ‧‧‧" "ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ‧ "ᔆʰᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵃᵐ‧" ᔆᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗʳᵘᵍᵍˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉˡⁱᵈ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ˡᵉˢˢ ᵈⁱᶻᶻʸ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ⁻ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ'ˢ‧‧‧" ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵃʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ⸴ ˢᵖᵒᵗ; ʷʰᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ'ᵛᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰᵒˡᵈ‧ 'ᵀᵉˡˡ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ' ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃ ᵗᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᶜʳⁱᵉˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐⁱᵈᵈˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉ ᵗᵒˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵃˡᵉʳᵗᵉᵈ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ʷʰᵒ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵗᵃᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳ‧ "ᴱᵃˢʸ⸴ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ?" "ᵀʰᵉ ʷʰᵃˡᵉ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵒʷᵉᵈ ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ'ˢ ᵗᵉˣᵗ‧ "ᴹᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ᵃ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉ‧" "ʸᵉᵃ ˢᵒʳʳʸ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳʳᵘᵖᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ˢⁿᵒʳⁱⁿᵍ‧ 'ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏˢ' ˢᵖᵒᵗ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ⁱⁿ ᴹᵒʳˢᵉ ᶜᵒᵈᵉ‧

Horror Short Story: The Accident In this horror short story, a man tries to cope with what he has done. Written by: Reddit user Minnboy Halverson sat in his dark living room. He hadn’t moved for over an hour. The accident earlier that evening kept playing over and over in his mind. The light turned red, but he was in a hurry and accelerated. An orange blur came from his right and in a split second there was a violent jolt, then the bicyclist rolled across his hood and fell out of sight on the pavement. Horns blared angrily and he panicked, stepping on the gas and screeching away from the chaos into the darkness, shaken and keeping an eye on his rearview mirror until he got home. Why did you run, you fool? He’d never committed a crime before this and punished himself by imagining years in jail, his career gone, his family gone, his future gone. Why not just go to the police right now? Then someone tapped on the front door and his world suddenly crumbled away beneath him. They found me. There was nothing he could do but answer it. Running would only make matters worse. Trembling, he got up, went to the door and opened it. A police officer stood under the porch light. “Mr. Halverson?” asked the grim officer. He let out a defeated sigh. “Yes. Let me —”I am terribly sorry, but I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your son’s bike was struck by a hit and run driver this evening. He died at the scene. I’m very sorry for your loss.

Horror Short Story: The Accident In this horror short story, a man tries to cope with what he has done. Written by: Reddit user Minnboy Halverson sat in his dark living room. He hadn’t moved for over an hour. The accident earlier that evening kept playing over and over in his mind. The light turned red, but he was in a hurry and accelerated. An orange blur came from his right and in a split second there was a violent jolt, then the bicyclist rolled across his hood and fell out of sight on the pavement. Horns blared angrily and he panicked, stepping on the gas and screeching away from the chaos into the darkness, shaken and keeping an eye on his rearview mirror until he got home. Why did you run? He’d never committed a crime before this and punished himself by imagining years in jail, his career gone, his family gone, his future gone. Why not just go to the police right now? Then someone tapped on the front door and his world suddenly crumbled away beneath him. They found me. There was nothing he could do but answer it. Running would only make matters worse. Trembling, he got up, went to the door and opened it. A police officer stood under the porch light. “Mr. Halverson?” asked the grim officer. He let out a defeated sigh. “Yes. Let me —”I am terribly sorry, but I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your son’s bike was struck by a hit and run driver this evening. He died at the scene. I’m very sorry for your loss..."

Even being in my 60s, my abortion remains the single greatest regret of my life, which has caused me immeasurable grief. Some years have been more difficult than others to weather the storm of emotions. For the most part I’ve found peace, however grief and regret lurk always just beneath the surface. Young and unable to recognize the enormity of my decision, I made a cavalier, impulsive choice. How I wish — oh, how I wish — I had been unable to make that choice! — Diane Marie / Naples, Fla.

Pfbdoll • 6d ago • I would’ve been 3 months pregnant yesterday, and it breaks my heart knowing I let my baby go. I wish I wasn’t so weak and easily convinced to do this, I don’t think I’ll ever recover. Ik God is taking care of my baby and I hope he forgives me

r/confessions 3 mo. ago Beautiful-Mix-4813 I was slightly over 10 weeks when I had my abortion. I just regret it. I could’ve kept it the whole time as I got pregnant months after. Tbh the process was pretty horrific and painful. I bled so much. I took the pills at home, alone and just bled for over 14 hours. I saw everything that came out of me. When the sac passed I wrapped it up in my sweatpants and gently set it in the trash can. I really wanted to bury it. I stayed up and watched the trash get picked up from the city. It was devastating. I think about my little jelly bean from time to time. I feel like a monster. I’m such a maternal being that I’m just not really able to cope with what I did. Every time I get my cycle it reminds me of what I did. I remember swallowing the pill and running to the bathroom to cry. I knew in that moment it was a mistake. I act like it was the best decision for me at the time and I have no regrets, but the truth is it wasn’t the best decision at the time and I wish so badly I could hug the human my 10-week old jelly bean would’ve been. I hope their soul forgives me. I hope I’m able to forgive myself one day, too.