The strange man was banging the door really hard and loud.

Half side of his face was bruised and covered in the blood. His hair was rough and his cloth was dirty as if he was being dragged on the floor.

“Please help me”, the man shouted. ” I had an accident while driving on the highway down the road”, he stated. ” I’m here because this is the nearest place where I can get help”, he clarified.

“Please, I’m losing a lot of blood” he begged.

My friend was about to open it when my brother stopped him.

The time was already late, 11:30pm to be precise. It was hard to decide if we should open it or not because it was only three of us at home.

After several minutes of contemplation, my brother finally opened the door for the stranger to come in
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