Traffic Accident

I’m painfully aware of what started it all.

The other day, I went on a date with a colleague. She was the type of girl that set the mood whenever she walked into the room, and everyone loved her. But on the way home, she was in a traffic accident and died. The passenger’s seat slammed into the telephone pole and got smashed, just like she did.

Only I was saved, and eventually I returned to work again, but perhaps out of resentment or sadness, nobody would talk to me.

I made my way back to the scene of the accident to lay flowers for her. I put my hands together in prayer, and then heard a familiar voice.

“We’ll be together forever.”



The man says he was the only one saved, but he wasn’t. He also died in the crash, and just doesn’t realise it yet.

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