One Life (Continued from Suicide)

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I could have drove away but something called me back.  I’m sure someone else could have been his savior and I was already late for work yet this day the papers would have to get thicker. Maybe it was his fragility or the way he appeared to hide in his shell that pulled me like a magnet back to the scene and caused me literally to pick him up off the ground. It was only a small act of kindness but for some reason I believe it might have just saved a life.

FOOTNOTE- The life I saved was one with 4 legs, a tail and usually a hard shell.

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