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He came in.
He was shaking and looked out of it but then again so was I.

'Hi, how are you doing?'
'That was my car' he said, refering to the wreck stuck on the highway.
I didn't know what to say. It was half an hour ago that we saw what looked like a fatal two care and transport collision though miraculously, the man whose car got run over by the transport got out.
He had blood on his shirt, I'm sure he didn't notice.
I did.
It was a lot of blood.


At about 3 today when I was working, a car tried to pull in, and another car hit them. And a transport ran over them.

Fuck.

I went to the back and started crying.
Because they could've been dead.
Because they were in so much shock.
Because I wanted to be in the car and get killed.
Because that isn't normal.

Wednesday I see the doctor.

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