accident.

imagine a stranger driving, in a car with 3 other passengers, talking and laughing. They were getting ready to have a fun day out. They hadn't seen each other for so long, and they had to catch up on each other's lives. Yes, they all agreed that the cafe up in Bukit Timah road seemed like a good place to hang out while they tell each other their recent embarrasing stories.
As it started to rain steadily, a small abandoned puppy ran across the road for cover. And the normal reaction from most drivers when an animal runs across the roadnwould be to brake. And so he did. The car had just started to move forward when another car behind them rammed into the back of the front car.
The impact had caused a passenger, who wasn't wearing her seatbelt to be flung out through the driver's window.
The two cars stood by the side of the road, wrecked. By then, a crowd was forming.
The passenger who was flung out of the driver's window is still struggling to get air into her lungs. Slowly, a passer-by, then two, then three, went to help. They had called the ambulance and was waiting anxiously for it to arrive. The passenger lay there desperately trying to breathe, while all the passers-by could do was to wish fervently that the ambulance would be quicker.
The passers-by slowly went over to the passenger, and one of them knelt down and held the passenger's hand, easing her to death, because he knows that she will not make it, judging by her injuries. Just as the distance wailing of the ambulance reaches them, the passenger breathes just her last words to the passer-by, just before her life ended. Those words that will continue to follow him for the rest of his life, and have enough power to question everything he does.
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i finally got the idea that life is really short. one moment you could be so excited over something, and the next, you're saying your last words. people often say that life is short, you should live yours to the fullest, but how do you do so? you know that you're gonna die some day, but you don't know whether when you're really going to truly die. and how will it happen. that thought scares me.
the thought that i will never be able to see my loved ones again, the thought that i will never see my dearest friends again, the thought that i will never see you again scares me.
then i begin to wonder.
what will happen to those around me when i'm dead? will their lives go on as usual? will they mourn for me?
then i start thinkinhg that what if they didn't care about me? will they be happy that i'm gone?
anyway, what i'm trying to say is, cherish your life. every moment you spend contemplating your existence, is every moment you could've done to make yourself happy.
i've learned that from experience, and from what i've seen today.
this story that i typed at the top is partially true. minus the going out with friends part.
all i saw at the accident scene was just the police tent thing that covered the body. and police officers.
that is all. it was at Bukit Timah.