a week after the accident

my sister had the same title on her post a few days back.

truth is i doubt that i have moved on.

i was even thinking that the reason why i have not written about it is the fact that i have not fully accepted what happened.

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january 2, 2010

we were on our way to our province, Abra.

everything seemed well.

we left around 1pm.

we were only 1 hour away from abra when the accident happened.

i was sleeping at the very back of the van when suddenly felt i was thrown forward and heard a very loud "thug" sound.

first thing that came to mind was run far away from the van because i was afraid it would blow up.

when finally out, that was when i fully realized that we had an accident.

i was in great shock.

the van occupying two lanes and the van was wrecked.

i felt fear, shock but definitely not pain.

it came to a point that i had difficulty breathing.

it was a sight i will never forget.

after a minute or two of panic, i snapped out of it.

i got a hold of myself, small traces of logic settling in.

we were brought to the hospital and postponed our trip for a day.

we stayed at a hotel for a night and then we resumed our trip to Abra.

everything seemed fine after that.

i heard a lot of versions about what happened but i did not care anymore.

as long as we were alive, i was contented.

after that i said it was already my "third life".

right now, i feel...

unsure of everything.