I cursed to the car who almost hit me which is running fast, if I didn't step back I would probably be hit by it's side mirror.
I am literally in the gutter so why would I be hit? I just bought some medicines and such because I noticed my first aid kit is lacking and here I am almost dying.
The car stopped not far to where I am. I even waited for the person who will walk out of that freaking car because he wil surely pay for it.
I mean yes, I did end my life before but its different now, I don't want to end it. Does it make sense? Whatever!
I grimace when I a guy walks out from that freaking car. What the hell?
"It's nice to be back," he said while spreading his arm, feeling the air of the Philippines.
I walk towards him. He is still the same guy I know.
"Why are you here?" I asked
