In Manitoba, Canada, on Thursday, a horrifying disaster claimed the lives of at least fifteen people. A bus full of senior passengers and a truck collided at a crossroads close to Carberry, 170 kilometers west of Winnipeg.
The busload of guests was headed to a Carberry casino. The Royal Canadian Mounted Police’s commander in Manitoba, Deputy Police Officer Rob Hill, verified that “at least 15 individuals were pronounced dead as a result of the collision.”
The hospital is also providing medical care to ten additional people. Although both drivers are alive, the cause of the collision has not been identified by the authorities. Photographs taken at the scene revealed damaged walking frames and wheelchair seats close to the tarpaulins that were covering the remains.
In expressing his sympathies, Prime Minister Justin Trudeau said that his thoughts are with the injured and the families of those who have lost loved ones. Premier of Manitoba Heather Stefanson also offered her condolences.
One of the bloodiest incidents in Canadian history recently occurred. 2018 had a similar tragedy in Saskatchewan that claimed 16 lives. These tragedies highlight how crucial it is to drive carefully and responsibly in order to avoid accidents in the future.
My Stepmother Wore My Late Mom’s Necklace at Her Wedding without My Permission – I Was Enraged & Taught Her a Lesson
When my stepmother stole my late Mom’s necklace and wore it at her wedding without my consent, I was shattered. Furious, I did something that left everyone gasping.
I’m Olive, 23. This isn’t a sob story, but it’s about a necklace. My late Mom’s necklace, the only thing left of her. I lost her to cancer when I was 19. She was my rock, my confidante, my everything.
Dad introduced his new fiancée, Magdalene, who immediately coveted Mom’s necklace. “Olive, honey,” Dad started, “Magdalene really admires your mother’s necklace. She says it would look perfect with her wedding dress.” I was furious. “Dad, that necklace is everything to me. It’s Mom’s.” But he insisted, and I had to hide it.
On their wedding day, I stayed home and checked on the necklace, only to find it gone. I knew who had taken it. I called Magdalene. “You took it,” I accused her. “How dare you take my Mom’s necklace without my permission?” She brushed me off, saying she’d return it after the honeymoon.
I called the cops. At the wedding, they retrieved the necklace from Magdalene, causing chaos. Dad and Magdalene were furious. “You ruined our wedding!” she screamed. Dad added, “That was petty and crazy, Olive. You humiliated us!”
Heartbroken but resolute, I moved out, taking Mom’s memories and her necklace with me. Though the pain lingered, I emerged stronger, holding on to the love and memories of my Mom.
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