Reality..

You can't believe what happened this morning, at about 12.30 am. It totally opened my eyes! It goes like this.My guy best friend was taking me home that night from University, as I was still working on my assignments and my older sister could not take me home on that Wednesday. As he was driving, we were talking very happily, full of laughs and all, it was also a pretty cold night. He made a joke when I told him to take the bus route. He started to stop at like every bus stop at the Uni bus stops.

But, after his second stop, a few seconds later, he told me there was a behind us, that had crash or something and I thought that he was joking -again. So I didn't turn around to see. But when I finally realized that he wasn't joking and was serious, I turned around to see. When I turned around, though I couldn't see much as the back windows were kinda fogged up, I still could see a car with its

headlights on, but I wasn't exactly sure whether what had actually happened.

When my guy best friend asked me whether we should go and help them, I was like 'er... sure?' When he had turned around, I could sort of clearly see the car that had been flipped over. I was really panicky, as this was the first time that I had experienced or at least witnessed such a scene. When we both got out of the

car, we went over to that flipped over

car. We saw that the car was flipped against a tree and was leaning on it.

To our relief, there was only one guy in the car. the first thing I heard him say was "F***."A few seconds after we were at the scene, some other people came from a building nearby on the campus. We all tried to help that guy out of his car. When he got out, he just kept repeating "F***" and said something about how his parents are going to kill him.

But that wasn't the point. Yes. He was very lucky to be still alive, but the thing was that

the passengers side was like totally demolished. If he had a friend there or his girlfriend or

just anyone sitting on that side. That certain person would've been dead. When I thought about it.. I thought about, if that was me, I would've been dead. I would never ever be able to see all my good friends and my family again. I would have never been able to say my last goodbye's

to anyone. I would not be able to hand in the essays that I have spent all my time and hard work doing. T

here will be many things that I would have never been able to do if it were me as the passenger. But most of all, if the driver was my guy best friend, I know that he would live

in regret and guilt for life, if he knew that he was the one that had killed me in the crash -because of him. And you know what? That is not what I want. I know that he will be guilty, sad, full of regret, blame himself and everything. If that were to happen. I do hope that he will not blame himself too harshly. I will not hold a grudge against him and I will forgive him. But I hope that day will never come. Coz I know that he is a safe driver.

Now, I'm just kinda scared when people drive fast. I think about the car, and how badly damaged it was, and how, if there were a passenger, that person would've died, and I don't know how I would've reacted to death, if I saw it that night.. It kind of put me into reality. Somehow, it had made me very feel very traumatized and scared. My guy best friend kept saying how he didn't know what to do if that was me in the passenger seat and I agree with him.

I just want everybody to know, that you should never drive fast. Slow down and drive carefully. Unless you want to lose someone you love or want them to live life miserably coz you have died from a car crash (you the driver) then you have no need to drive carefully and safely.

Take care everyone.