Once upon a morning, Jada made her way to work and had an edgy & cranky look on that morning. She past by the first light. Then the next light. Then the other. So, everything was good, for the time being.

With sun brightly shining onto her, Jada let herself drift away with lucid dreams of her own. She dreams of life. She dreams of people. She dreams of power. She’s an avid dreamer, so to speak.

Little did she knew, that the next pothole will be the last. Little did she knew, it was already there. *BANG!* The sound of music. The chills of uncertainty.

More or less, it wasn’t all that bad. With her neck bones healing supportively, over time, Jada knew she will be back. And definitely not the same.

This is a story. It is about how unfair it is. It is about assurance. We’ve been through this before. But this time, it’s you.

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