Tuesday, 13 August 2013

Ouch

Ouch, my head hurts. And I still can't believe what just happened.

I got into a car accident.

It's not serious, no deaths, no injuries (except me), and no arguments. But I was so scared I cried, and maybe I looked really bad cuz mommy and daddy told me to go home and rest.

It happened so fast. I was eating my breakfast in the car, it was raining. We were on the way to school. All of a sudden the car in front of us stopped. Just like that. It just stopped in the middle of the road. Daddy didn't have enough time to react. Although we were driving rather slowly, we still didn't stop in time and crashed into their boot. Then someone else from behind crashed into us. I think the driver at the back was driving quite fast, cuz I was in the back seat and I could feel their car pushing us forward. So I hit my head. I don't know where I hit it, but it hurt.

Daddy shouted, "Oh my gosh what happened".

Mommy gasped.

Thank God Andrew wasn't in the car. We dropped him off at his school already.

I kept quiet.

Mommy and daddy got out. So did the other two drivers. They exchanged apologies and phone numbers. Mommy asked me to come out. It was raining. Heavier and heavier. I don't know if it was rainwater, or my tears, but something was rolling down my cheeks.

I looked around. We were in front of a bus stop, and people were staring. Staring. We stopped the traffic behind us. Drivers were getting impatient. They switched lanes and moved on. I don't know why, I felt so scared.

Mommy had a meeting early in the morning, so she flagged a taxi in the middle of the road and went. Daddy asked me to get in the car and wait. Then we drove home. I don't know why, our car was the most badly damaged. The front headlight broke, and the front cover was "flipped up" a little. And the boot was OMG. There was a terrible dent and the car plate was hanging there like a crooked gate.

On the way home, it was so difficult to SMS my teachers and friends and all that I got into a car accident. But I did it anyways. Then daddy asked me if there were any injuries. I said my head hurt.

So we went to a nearby clinic and saw a doctor and then daddy sent me home and went off to get the car repaired and yeah I just sat at my table.

My head hurts. And whatever medicine that is, it's not working.

Maybe it's not the medicine's problem. I think it's mine. My head hurt not entirely because of the accident, because of the many things that keep me up at night. And all the accident did was trigger all the pain in my mind. And no medicine in this world can cure that, but God can, and God is in another world.

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