almost a goner

I am forever grateful, that I am in tears writing this out.

I am still breathing, still alive, and arrived home safely.

Last week was midterm holiday but I have spent it by doing assignment in my hostel. By the end of the week, I was a little worn out, and wanted so much to go back home.

I took a short afternoon nap, brought me and my room mate to eat, and packed my stuff. I called home and informed mum and dad I will be home in an hour.

The whole way driving I admit I zoned out a couple of times, and to stop distracting myself I put off the radio and the air-cond, roll down my window to get fresh air.

I was on the right side of double-lane, planning on over-taking a huge lorry on the left. Going on about 110km/hr on a straight road, I never knew I was about to face a near death accident.

The lorry gave a last minute signal light when I am halfway over-taking him. I saw a motorcycle in front of the lorry, and guessed the lorry must have had the intention to over take the motorcycle.

Next moment the lorry swerve out to my side of the road. I frantically trying to keep my cool by slowing down and probably give ample space for the lorry to over take the motorcycle. But instead I feel like my car become light that the back side of the car going forward. Darn.. Bad move.

I was drifting on the road where I can hear the back tire of the car runs against the road paint that gave a long-horn sound. I gripped on the steering hard as if my life depends on it. I saw the lorry panicked too. He swerved back, giving a loud screeching brake sound. From the rear-view mirror I swear I saw the side of the lorry hit my car. I had imagined the worse on my mind. "Cece you are going to be sandwiched!"... Stupid thoughts...

The motorcyclist moved on, but I am pretty sure he thanked God no harm was done on him.

I slowed down my car and went to the left side of the road. I watched the lorry slowly drove away until he is out sight. I cursed, saying "WHY DO THIS TO ME??" Stopped my car on the side, I could barely breath with the thought that daddy is going to kill me if there is an accident mark on the car.

Damn.. damn damn damn damn...

Nothing. No scratch. Not a sign.Phew~.. My Lord Almighty!

Almost that stupid lorry rammed my car. Almost I run over the other side of the road and probably got hit by the opposite car. Almost die. Almost.

I haven't told mum and dad yet about this incident. I probably shouldn't. Yet.

Dear Lord, thanks for pulling me out of death. For that, I am forever grateful =')