I crashed a car.
One day after I got my driving licence.
I freaking crashed a car.
Way to go, Celine, way to go.
I hit the pavement, hard.
It was near evening, sun was setting.
The rays were piercing, I couldn't see.
Everything was a blur.
I was wondering why the other car was going the other way, and next thing I know, bam!
I felt everything falling down on me.
It's like in that flash of a moment you think you're going to die, pictures of horrible car accidents flashing through your mind, but you're not. You're alive. I'm alive. The car was still moving.
I felt helpless, I felt extremely scared and disturbed, I wanted to just cry and be at home.
My friend was calm af, ahaha.
I pulled the car over at the next block.
I came to my senses, the dashboard came out. Damn.
We got a flat tire, and something broke beneath the car. The pavement soon to be a mess of brake fluid.
My friend called her mum, and through her network she got some people to help us.
Everything went by quickly, and I was home safely next.
I'm thankful I'm safe, not even a tad bit injured.
I'm thankful.
This experience shall make me a better driver, I guess.
Thank God.
