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Just call me alex. I am a newbie flash developer at some struggling company here at our place (Philippines if you want to know). Having a kinda fair salary, I can only afford to buy cheap pizza's and take a cab everyday to work. Yeah it's kinda pathetic for me to spend my money just for my travel allowance and food but, well, that's me.

As usual I am late from work so I got a cab. An ordinary sunny and warm day (though you can already feel the difference of the weather, much colder, because Christmas is just like 2 months away now). I was thinking on how will I create the website of the local celebrity assigned to me (well, it was Jericho Rosales and Kris Aquino for your info). I was even thinking of what would it look like if I redo the website of Gary Valenciano (ahaha kinda ambitious huh?). I was imagining a scene at "The Hulk" when this bad guy died (jumped and a cartoonish background popped out) for Gary’s website.

The cab passed by our local airport. Suddenly, I heard a large crash. The cab was spinning so fast but it was all slow motion for me. I can see the the cab windows slowly splattering all over the cab, some parts slowly piercing my skin....

It was all black. I tried to move my arms but it seems attached to something. I tried to open my eyes though it seems glued or something. I was blinded by the bright white light that surrounded me. All I can see is white til it slowly fade away and I can now see this white room. "Sh*t, this is definitely not hell!" shouted in my mind. "And this isnt definitely heaven because im in so deep sh*t", I added. Then someone opened the door (lol I ddnt even noticed there was a door haha). I asked her (yes she's a gorgeous she), "Are you an angel?" (yeah haha im so cheesy). She flatteringly said "No, i am your nurse, and it's time for your routine check". It all went to zoom. Just now I noticed the bed, the table beside me, and ofcourse, the dextrose stand. My god (sorry for the blasphemy), I thought I was dead! hahaha!!!

To make the story short (i never liked long ones ), I recovered after 2 days in the hospital. I went to the billing counter and paid for the hospital charges. No, I dont have a family, im an orphan since kindergarten. I was about to leave til the counter lady called me again. She gave me a paper bag with most of my things (well my wallet was on the table already lol they knew I need that the most haha)... my id, cd's (i brought some blank cd's i was planning to backup my work files), and whoa.. a Sony Ericsson P900? almost untouched? I told the lady that it wasnt mine, but she said that I was holding it really tight when I was rushed in the emergency room. I asked if this was the cab driver's cel, but she said, the cab driver already told the police that it wasnt his (well from that i concluded that the cab driver survived). I was so curious so I asked the lady if the cab driver is in the hospital too, she gave me the room number.

The driver was bruised so bad they had to do some sort of operation on him. But he was quite okay now. I asked him if he's ok and he made a silent laugh and said yes. I asked him about the cel....

Me: The lady at the counter gave me this cel, this isnt mine. Maybe this is yours?
Cab Driver: Huh? You dont remember the crash? I am very sure that is yours.
Me: What? Uhm, yeah i dont seem to remember.. can you enlighten me pls?
Cab Driver: Well i remember it really well. The cab was spinning so fast, the cab window was shattering all over us. All of a sudden you grabbed something in your pocket. It was your cel. It was THAT celphone. You called someone, I cant remember the name. You were really crying so hard while you try to speak clearly. The only thing I can remember in what you said was "oh please. help me".

Goosebumps started to sprout my skin. I am very sure myself I dont have a celphone. The phone costs like 4 times my salary and I know I will not buy that kind of cel even if I can afford it. I dont like to creep the hell out the cab driver so I said thanks, offered some help (a couple of bucks), but he refused saying, it's all ok (lol was quite embarassed but hehe). "OMFG, what was that???", I told myself as I leave the room. I sat down the nearest bench and pondered. After a few seconds, the cel rang. It was a SMS/Text message. It doesnt say what number it came from, It was blank. I opened the text message....

From:
Message: I received your call. I hope I was able to help in time. Please dont think I am always busy. It may seem that I wasnt listening, but i am, I'm just waiting for the right time.... PS: That’s my early Christmas gift. ^_^ ~GOD

I stared at the cel for like an hour. I cant explain it neither can you probably. Just that, I suddently felt.. (hmm like what buttercup always says in Power Puff Girls) warm and fuzzy feeling inside.

~ionicwings

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Just call me alex. I am a newbie flash developer at some struggling company here at our place (Philippines if you want to know). Having a kinda fair salary, I can only afford to buy cheap pizza's and take a cab everyday to work. Yeah it's kinda pathetic for me to spend my money just for my travel allowance and food but, well, that's me.

As usual I am late from work so I got a cab. An ordinary sunny and warm day (though you can already feel the difference of the weather, much colder, because Christmas is just like 2 months away now). I was thinking on how will I create the website of the local celebrity assigned to me (well, it was Jericho Rosales and Kris Aquino for your info). I was even thinking of what would it look like if I redo the website of Gary Valenciano (ahaha kinda ambitious huh?). I was imagining a scene at "The Hulk" when this bad guy died (jumped and a cartoonish background popped out) for Gary’s website.

The cab passed by our local airport. Suddenly, I heard a large crash. The cab was spinning so fast but it was all slow motion for me. I can see the the cab windows slowly splattering all over the cab, some parts slowly piercing my skin....

It was all black. I tried to move my arms but it seems attached to something. I tried to open my eyes though it seems glued or something. I was blinded by the bright white light that surrounded me. All I can see is white til it slowly fade away and I can now see this white room. "Sh*t, this is definitely not hell!" shouted in my mind. "And this isnt definitely heaven because im in so deep sh*t", I added. Then someone opened the door (lol I ddnt even noticed there was a door haha). I asked her (yes she's a gorgeous she), "Are you an angel?" (yeah haha im so cheesy). She flatteringly said "No, i am your nurse, and it's time for your routine check". It all went to zoom. Just now I noticed the bed, the table beside me, and ofcourse, the dextrose stand. My god (sorry for the blasphemy), I thought I was dead! hahaha!!!

To make the story short (i never liked long ones ), I recovered after 2 days in the hospital. I went to the billing counter and paid for the hospital charges. No, I dont have a family, im an orphan since kindergarten. I was about to leave til the counter lady called me again. She gave me a paper bag with most of my things (well my wallet was on the table already lol they knew I need that the most haha)... my id, cd's (i brought some blank cd's i was planning to backup my work files), and whoa.. a Sony Ericsson P900? almost untouched? I told the lady that it wasnt mine, but she said that I was holding it really tight when I was rushed in the emergency room. I asked if this was the cab driver's cel, but she said, the cab driver already told the police that it wasnt his (well from that i concluded that the cab driver survived). I was so curious so I asked the lady if the cab driver is in the hospital too, she gave me the room number.

The driver was bruised so bad they had to do some sort of operation on him. But he was quite okay now. I asked him if he's ok and he made a silent laugh and said yes. I asked him about the cel....

Me: The lady at the counter gave me this cel, this isnt mine. Maybe this is yours?
Cab Driver: Huh? You dont remember the crash? I am very sure that is yours.
Me: What? Uhm, yeah i dont seem to remember.. can you enlighten me pls?
Cab Driver: Well i remember it really well. The cab was spinning so fast, the cab window was shattering all over us. All of a sudden you grabbed something in your pocket. It was your cel. It was THAT celphone. You called someone, I cant remember the name. You were really crying so hard while you try to speak clearly. The only thing I can remember in what you said was "oh please. help me".

Goosebumps started to sprout my skin. I am very sure myself I dont have a celphone. The phone costs like 4 times my salary and I know I will not buy that kind of cel even if I can afford it. I dont like to creep the hell out the cab driver so I said thanks, offered some help (a couple of bucks), but he refused saying, it's all ok (lol was quite embarassed but hehe). "OMFG, what was that???", I told myself as I leave the room. I sat down the nearest bench and pondered. After a few seconds, the cel rang. It was a SMS/Text message. It doesnt say what number it came from, It was blank. I opened the text message....

From:
Message: I received your call. I hope I was able to help in time. Please dont think I am always busy. It may seem that I wasnt listening, but i am, I'm just waiting for the right time.... PS: That’s my early Christmas gift. ^_^ ~GOD

I stared at the cel for like an hour. I cant explain it neither can you probably. Just that, I suddently felt.. (hmm like what buttercup always says in Power Puff Girls) warm and fuzzy feeling inside.

~ionicwings