a boring old hag who loves to scream her head off, mutter in gibberish, and talk to random people on the streets.
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Friday, March 07, 2008
it was the split second of a moment. i stepped out on to the zebra crossing and mum pulled me back. then came the lorry, and suddenly rushed out the cyclist too. and the next thing the cyclist was on the road, flung from his bike. they were both going too fast and they didnt see each other till it was all too late. and while the lorry rolled backwards in slow motion. it was like a horror flick. seeing it go over his legs. mum ran out screaming for him to stop. and then the blood came. from the eyes. it was stunning. i will neever forget it, as long as i live. how it felt to stand there, knowing we were mere seconds ourselves from being the ones pinned there. and the poor guy. i dunno how he is, i havent been able to find out. in a way im scared to find out. i want to know he is alive and not suffering. and the driver. the guilt he is gonna be in his entire life.
life is way too fragile. :( do cherish it, cherish the people in it, live every moment. anything could happen.
chilipadi on 10:18 PM
