《Diary ng Fangirl•Ricci Rivero (Completed)》Accident
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Andrea
Hindi pa rin umuusad yung traffic, nang medyo gumagalaw na may naadanan akong mga pulis at may caution nakalagay dun, may na aksidente ata.
Nang maganda na ang takbo ng sasakyan medyo nakahinga ako ng maluwag.
Hindi pa rin tumitigil yung ulan at halos doblehin pa nito yung lakas niya kanina.
Patuloy lang ako sa pag mamaneho pero biglang bumigat yung pakiramdam ko wala pang ilang segundo may kasalubong ako ng malaking sasakyan na sobrang lakas yung ilaw
The next thing I knew, nasa loob pa rin ako ng sasakyan duguan.
Pag gising ko, alam ko kung nasaan ako dahil sa amoy na bumabalot sa aking ilong
Naalala ko din kung paano ako nabangga sa sasakyan na humaharurot sa bilis. Naalala ko na din lahat,lahat ng pangyayari mula una, si Axell lahat kung paano at bakit.
Akala ko dati pag nakaalala na ako sasaya na ako but I was wrong, nalungkot ako bigla.
Paano pala, kung dahil sa awa kaya bumalik si Axell sa akin, paano pala kaya lang niya ginagawa ang lahat ng ito para bumawi sa mga kasalanan na nagawa niya sa akin?
I remembered those things na magkasama kami, sa isla yung magkahawak kami ng kamay naglalakad, kumakain ng kung ano ano mga kulitan
Maya maya pa may narinig akong bumukas na pinto
'Is my daughter all right' my Dad ask
'Yes Sir, she is in good condition now' ani ng doctor
Naramdaman ko ang presenya nilang papalapit kung saan ako nakahiga.
'Baby, wake up Mommy's here' rinig kong banggit ni Mom
Pero ewan ko ba sa sarili ko, bakit hindi ko maimulat yung mata ko
'Love, what if bumalik yung alaala ng anak natin?' My dad said what's going on?
'No Love, Hindi pwede ano nalang ang sasabihin ng kapatid ko
kapag nalaman ni Andrea yung totoo na yung umaway sa-' My Mom said
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'Stop it Love' pag interrupt ni Dad sa kanya.
Bakit? Bakit nila ginawa yun, too late Mom
Naalala ko na lahat, kaya pala tuwing iniinom ko yung gamot ko mas lalong sumasakit yung ulo ko, kaya pala nung ibang gamot ang pinainom sa akin ni Axell mas gumaan ang pakiramdam ko
Narinig kong lumabas sila at saka ko lang minulat yung mata ko
Hindi ko alam kung anong gagawin ko, kanina pa ako nag hihintay na sagutin ni Andrea yung cellphone niya, Andaming message at calls na ang ginawa ko pero kahit isa wala man lang reply
Ano na ba nangyari sayo Andrea?
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