While I was surfing the net the other day, an article about trauma interest me. Especially the part about Acute Stress Disorder. Am I experiencing it? Well, I'm not sure...
"Traumatic experiences shake the foundations of our beliefs about safety, and shatter our assumptions of trust.
Because they are so far outside what we would expect, these events provoke reactions that feel strange and "crazy". Perhaps the most helpful thing I can say here is that even though these reactions are unusual and disturbing, they are typical and expectable. By and large, these are normal responses to abnormal events. "
I remember it very clear as it had been replaying in my mind while I was sleeping, driving, eating, and.... I just can't get it out of my head.
It was a hot humid whether which makes everyone feels sleepy that day. I was driving with my mother and my sister home from my grandpa place. Because my cousin went home early with my aunt's car, I need to fetch her and her son back to Kepong as well. 
The highway was kind of crowded with cars, well, at least it's not jam. I saw the needle pointing at 120km/h. 
Opps...off the limit. Guess I just need to slow down. The radio station always plays the wrong songs at the wrong time especially in the afternoon. Its making me more and more sleepy. I started changing the radio station from Hitz to Mix and then to S&L, back to Hitz. Most of the songs can help to meditate drivers to sleep instead. My eyes can hardly open. Tears are starting to fell as I yawn. To avoid anything happen, I decided not to speed as I'm almost reaching Sg Buloh. So I starting to drive from the express lane to the the left lane. Can't afford anything to happen as I have passengers. My mind kept playing back on the TV shows about the fortune of the rooster zodiac 2 days ago 
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"You will meet or involve in many accident this year. Beware and drive safely."
What a year for rooster, I thought. I pass through a Black Saga as the car move to the emergency lane. "Hmmm.. I guess the car driver is sleepy."
An apple green Saga was in front of us. At that time, my mom was awake from her favourite car's nap.
"Weird, this car also need to stop at the roadside?"
I wonder as I saw it also went to the emergency lane. But it does not stop there, it just went straight to the drain. By this time, my mom who also witness the incident started to scream. I was too panic to scream as I'm thinking what was the right thing to do to prevent another accident (as usual). Quickly, I slow down my car and press on the emergency light so that behind car will not hit me. The Apple Green car went back to the road from the drain and turn turtle there. Glasses scatters everywhere. The bumper fly off. I was so afraid things might just hit my car as the car was right in front of me. My mom and I was like watching the real time 3 D stunts. That time, I realise we were the first to witness what happen.My mom as me to park the car aside, I was kind of neglected to park it near as I'm afraid the car might explode as it had overturn.
As soon as my car stop, my mom and aunt rushes out from the car to help. I ask my sister and cousin to lock the car door as I left. I saw all the mans came and help to drag the victims out from the car wrecked. In just few seconds, all the car was park in front. A lot came running to help to open the door of the car but failed. However, they are some who was walking slowly, neglecting to help. (why is he walking to the scene then? Busybody fellow. Such a selfish assh*le)
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One of the victims who is the mother was crying came out unhurt from the incident. She kept asking everyone to help to get her daughter and sons out from the car (and yet some b*st*rd still taking their own sweet time looking and walking towards the scene).
Then the driver (her sons) got out from the car with his head full of blood. Quickly, I went back to my car to grab a box of tissue and my cellphone for to call for help. Then a Malay lady behind my car gave me another box of tissue. As I handed the boxes of tissue to the mother, she looked so helpless. She kept saying "thank you" but her tears rushes down. Then I started to take out my cellphone I realised that I do not know what number 
to call for ambulance. I heard another man was asking the same question to the operator. "I guess the awareness of dialing 999 in the housephone are more successful that the emergency line through the cellphones". Somehow we got the ambulance number. IT'S 112. Remember it Folks.
I look at the car again. I saw a girl's legs at the back of the seat. She was left there. Not moving. Not Screaming. Is she dead? Or was it unconscious? I don't know. I asked my mom, "Can't they take her out?"
She did not answer but I know it from the expression. I was kind of neglected to leave the scene as I want to know the condition of the girl. But my mom has an appointment at 2pm.
After that I was driving at 50km/h from the scene (sg buloh) to Kepong and back to PJ. My mind kept playing back the incident. I'm still curious on the condition of the girl. Maybe if I know she is safe, I might not have such trauma... trauma? The trauma did not stop there. To be continue.... 
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