That made me turn my head back, only to see a flying body thumped hard onto the ground.

Instinct then told to dash foward towards the victim, just in time for the driver to realise that he's not gonna be involved in another hit-and-run case.

He was so panicky that he started to defend himself that he's innocent.

"She just dashed across the road! I didn't even see her!" the driver's mouth, matching the thumping of his heart.

I couldn't believe what I saw initially. There, on the road, lay the victim whose hand was shaking in fear, pain or whatever she felt then. Slowly, I noticed blood flowing down from her head.


Fot the first time ever, I saw so much blood. The most I ever witnessed is when I burst my pimple on my face, I think.

To think that I saw the worst of blood flowing was during the time when I was filming for my 2-minute short film. It wasn't until today that I can prove that I was wrong all along.

"Call the ambulance, sir" I was calm, I don't know why.

I was surprised I didn't panic, be it the sight of blood or the fact that I am standing there in the thick of an accident that might be fatal. Head injuries are the last you wanna encounter throughout your life for the obvious reasons.

I didn't know what to do; I stood by the roadside to join my other two friends. We ain't no first aiders, so we don't know what to do! Console her? What the fuck? She's in deep and agonising pain that I can't possibly describe!

And that driver is like busy on his handphone all the while! Calling who? The police? The ambulance? His insurance company? How the hell should I know?!?! Motorists and passengers kept looking down their vehicles to see the unfortunate scene, slowing down along the way.

WOULD THEY JUST MOVE ALONG AND FUCK OFF?!?! THEY'RE SLOWING DOWN THE TRAFFIC AND WORSE, CAN CAUSE THE NEXT ACCIDENT! DO THEY EVEN KNOW THAT?!?!

Luckily, there were some passers-by and drivers who stopped to help. One diverted the traffic, others help in stopping the blood flow from the victim's head. THANK GOD! My friends and I were competely stunned and were left clueless on what to do!




To make things worse, that fucking ambulance took nearly half and hour to arrive at the scene before a lonely police bike wheeled down 5 minutes later. WHAT THE FUCK?!?! The victim could have died due to excessive blood loss. The heavy traffic? That's a weak excuse to use, Mr Medics.

Initially, we wanted to leave the scene. But that will only make us feel worse and guilty. So we stayed on, till the Traffic Policeman asked us for details as witnesses.


This is what my heart says:
How we wish we could have helped but we jsut didn't see the whole accident happening, sir. But one thing I'll never admit to you, sir, is that my friends and I were dashing across the busy road just before she got hit by the car.

The crack your windshield, Mr Driver? It may have been caused by one of us, three friends.


This is my second time coming in close to a road accident. The first time was back during my primary school days when my friends and I were crossing the road to make our way to Yio Chu Kang swimming complex. My good friend then, Shafiee, got knocked down by a speeding car when he was crossing the road.

He suffered spinal injuries and is having difficulties doing rough activities right now.

And he was behind me. It could have been me. Today, I crossed the road first before the unfortunate lady crossed it. Again, it could have been me.




OMG. I can't believe such a thing had happened. The Malay saying that goes "Malang tidak berbau" is true after all. Loosely translated, accidents will come without warning.

All I can do now is to pray that the lady can recover from her injuries and that she will learn her lesson, like what my friends and I did, in the future.

I learnt my lesson the hard way, despite it not being as bad as the vicitm.

As for you guys out there, don't wait for something bad to happen before you realise it. I've shared my real experience, take it from there and apply it to your life.


God, I thank you for your protection. I believe everything happen for a reason. Now that you've woken me up from my land of dreams, I guess it's all up to me to find the reason for me to carry on living.



I escaped twice. I doubt I'll be third time lucky. God has given me another chance. Now I have to grab that chance with my arms wide open.