Question

My mother loves to tell me the story of a frightening experience she had when she was just five years old. I can’t tell you how often I've heard that story and every time it is exciting. She describes how she was riding her bike out on the driveway when a car pulled up and the driver whisked her into the front seat of the car and drove away. Then she explains how she calmed down a little when he picked up a woman at a nearby corner. My mother really gets dramatic when she tells me the rest of the story. It Is as though she is living it all over again. "We sped along the expressway for hours. Just as we were turning into a narrow land the woman suddenly grabbed the man's arm and screamed hysterically that she couldn't go on with their wild scheme to obtain a child of their own in this way."At this point in the story the ending is always the same.

   "I will never forget that night when the woman drove me toward the

    city and home. She gently lifted me out of the car about three blocks away from the house. As she drove away into the dark, I ran as fast as I could run to the lighted house on the corner."

    I think I can tell the story as well as my mother by this time.

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what's your means ya sirf story tha ya koy question bhi hai issma . sorry but yaa samajh. nahi aaaya