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8 years ago I got hit by a motorcycle, it was back then when I was in grade 2, my mom ordered me to buy "magicsarap" at the sari-sari store (from now on don't you ever order me ma hah? jk 😌😆) . So.. We had to go through a small road to get to our house house, it looked like this:

And since there is no store near our house, I had to go out of the street to buy there because there were the stores are, it looked like this:

So one day mom ordered me to buy "magicsarap" at the store

And so.. I went. I waited there first because there were others who went there first before me, and one of them was my classmates who was standing there, holding a marble. I was just standing there, waiting when someone gave me a "bibingka" (some kind of rice cake), and because I was shy I didn't accept it but he insisted, so I just accepted it hehe~. And then, he left and went to where his motorcycle was parked. I was still waiting there when suddenly, my stupid classmate dropped the marble he was holding, so he asked me to pick it up. I was about to pick it up, when the marble rolled in the middle of the road, (and I don't know what I ate why I chased that f*cking marble😤😩) so .. that's it .. *BOOM 💥. I was hit by a motorcycle.. my vision went dark.. (it was really his fault😮‍💨😮‍💨) I just woke up in front of the Hospital lying on the Hospital Cotch, and my leg was already burned by the motorcycle's exhaust pipe.

My mom was next to me, she was holding the edge of the coch, and I could see her worried face. The first word I heard when I woke up was "Dai" coming from her (Dai is a Bisaya term for little girl). The person who got me hit by a motorcycle was there on my left— and yes, he was also the same person who gave me the "bibingka". He said, when he saw me, I was running really fast that he couldn't avoid it. He also said said that he was nervous because my dad might beat him up😆 but my dad wasn't here, he was in another country, so I didn't have a dad to beat him up lol 😅😆. And so we went to the hospital and cleaned my leg that was burned by the motorcycle's exhaust, I got injected with anesthesia, and the nurse cleaned my leg with a wet cotton ball😣 (damn that hurt) the nurse asked me if it hurt, and I said "oum²" and bruhh- she's hella deaf 😩, she said "very good, it doesn't hurt naman pala" (wtf🙂 of course it hurts, are you stupid or what ?? 😫), My leg was plastered, and then we went to the drug store to buy an ointment, and a plaster too, and- the plaster the pharmacist gave did not have micropores, so my mom asked if they have plasters with micropores, damn- the pharmacist was rude🙂😫 she said: "plaster, right? why don't you buy scotch tape?" (with angry tone🙂), then we just bought a big packing tape because there was no micropore available, so every time I put a plaster on the leg, I still had to cut the tape in half because it was big.😕 It was hard for me to stand up, I couldn't straighten my knees, and couldn't walk. So my brother had to carry me when going to school.

...-𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗡𝗗-...

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