February 4th, 2005
helpless...
this just happened a while ago... but i thought that maybe it's ok to share....
so here... damn i feel so sad...
I was just about to enter school as I noticed something on the pavement. Curious, because it was causing the traffic, I stopped and looked around. There was a shoe and a trail of blood in my view, as if on cue I glanced forward and there saw a boy lying on the pavement, I immediately noticed the uniform that he was wearing even though it was ripped, he’s a high school student from our university. I froze on my spot and looked closely. The boy was bleeding, his shirt was torn and a cut was clearly visible on his stomach. People were just looking at him and not even doing anything to help… there were nuns and even medicine students none of them made an effort to check on the boy and that itself was disappointing, but I thought that maybe they were just as shocked as me to even move a muscle so I understood them… I remember saying “bat di nyo buhatin?” (why won’t you carry him?) to men near the boy to bring him to the hospital but I guess my voice was too frail for them to hear or even notice me for I was a few meters away until a woman came running and shouted that they should carry the boy in the hospital. They did eventually.
I entered the gate with them; everyone was running away I don’t know why but at that moment there were only the 4 of us running on the university entrance. I was following behind them and they stopped maybe to balance the boy or something and then I clearly saw the cuts, bruises and blood that was covering his body… his head was bleeding… that was all that I can remember as I them found myself running towards my building and hugging the first person that I know. I didn’t remember anything; my classmates told me that I was crying so hard and that I was shaking too much. They couldn’t do anything to calm me down so they just hugged me and held my hand.
Lunch time came and I immediately went to the hospital to check on the boy, I was anxious on how he is so I asked the people there. The guard told me that it was not only the boy who was injured, his younger sister was also hit by…I don’t know… a car or maybe it was a bus. I found out that the younger sibling was stable and the boy was currently in the operating room… but I am glad to know that he’s alive and I know he’s going be better… I do pray that everything would turn out fine for him and his sister whoever they are…
so here... damn i feel so sad...
I was just about to enter school as I noticed something on the pavement. Curious, because it was causing the traffic, I stopped and looked around. There was a shoe and a trail of blood in my view, as if on cue I glanced forward and there saw a boy lying on the pavement, I immediately noticed the uniform that he was wearing even though it was ripped, he’s a high school student from our university. I froze on my spot and looked closely. The boy was bleeding, his shirt was torn and a cut was clearly visible on his stomach. People were just looking at him and not even doing anything to help… there were nuns and even medicine students none of them made an effort to check on the boy and that itself was disappointing, but I thought that maybe they were just as shocked as me to even move a muscle so I understood them… I remember saying “bat di nyo buhatin?” (why won’t you carry him?) to men near the boy to bring him to the hospital but I guess my voice was too frail for them to hear or even notice me for I was a few meters away until a woman came running and shouted that they should carry the boy in the hospital. They did eventually.
I entered the gate with them; everyone was running away I don’t know why but at that moment there were only the 4 of us running on the university entrance. I was following behind them and they stopped maybe to balance the boy or something and then I clearly saw the cuts, bruises and blood that was covering his body… his head was bleeding… that was all that I can remember as I them found myself running towards my building and hugging the first person that I know. I didn’t remember anything; my classmates told me that I was crying so hard and that I was shaking too much. They couldn’t do anything to calm me down so they just hugged me and held my hand.
Lunch time came and I immediately went to the hospital to check on the boy, I was anxious on how he is so I asked the people there. The guard told me that it was not only the boy who was injured, his younger sister was also hit by…I don’t know… a car or maybe it was a bus. I found out that the younger sibling was stable and the boy was currently in the operating room… but I am glad to know that he’s alive and I know he’s going be better… I do pray that everything would turn out fine for him and his sister whoever they are…
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*joke* here's an wma of kelly clarkson's since you've been gone~
