Three days.
I've been here for three days that felt more like an eternity. The nurses say I'm very fortunate to be alive after such crash, if only they knew the truth. Everyone here assumes that my car slipped and fell off the cliff, even the local police believe so as it was raining heavily on that day. No one apart from me knows that my accident was deliberate.
The officers were shamelessly discussing how badly I must be driving on the rocky path that day. One of them even dared to call me an idiot on my face. They said my license inspector must have been drunk for an idiot like me, who isn't aware that you mustn't drive in such path during rain, would have never acquired a license. All I wanted to do then was yell aloud that I was a decent driver and it was my decision to drive off the cliff not a result of a reckless driving but I didn't have the strength left in me to argue.
I'm done fighting losing battles. I'm done trying to convince people.
So, I've been an ignoring everything and everyone that pass by my room. At least that way I'm certain no one can hurt me anymore.
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Breathe (because life is worth the pain)
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