It was a Sunday night, we were going to my village with my parents and my granparents.
In the middle of the road there was an accident, my father stopped the car, and we ran to rescue those people.
When I reached the car, there was a lot of blood, and only one person in the car. I went into the car and I asked him: "¿How are you?" Then this person answered me saying " I broke my leg, but I´m okey" After this I took him and I phoned the 112.
One week later, he found me, he told me that he was fine, that he put one bandage on his leg and it was getting over.
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