One quiet June morning I was riding bikes with my family. I listened to the birds chirping their songs, and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my arms. As I was coasting downhill, I felt so free - I revelled in the moment enveloped by a full-body grin.  Within seconds, everything changed. While I took a turn, my tires slipped out from under me and the world went sideways. Splat. My right leg and arm collided with the road. I had a heavy feeling in my chest and a buzzing sensati

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