An Heart touching Story

One day a father was polishing his new car.His lovely daughter scratched the car with a stone.The furious father beat her child hardly in anger with the wrench.Her daughter was taken to hospital.The doctor said that her fingers got severely cracked and all her fingers had to be removed.The Doctor removed all her fingers.

His father cried a lot.The innocent girl,asked his loving father that,When her fingers start to grow? Her father by hugging her daughter cried aloud.Then,he went to the car.He saw the scratches that were made by her daughter and kicked the car hardly and cried.

Her daughter had scratched in the car as

"I LOVE YOU DAD...."

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