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It's nothing short of a miracle that I am still alive today. Yesterday I was face to face with death.
I boarded a bus yesterday morning to work. One minute everything seemed okay and the next, it was the sound of a heavy hit. The bus collided with another incoming vehicle.
It was chaotic as we struggled to come out of the ravaged bus. Some jumped through the window, others like myself went out through the door that was badly damaged.
People were severely injured. Other vehicles stopped to take people to the hospital. It was a bloody scene. I couldn't move as I was in shock. It seemed like a dream. Is this how death is? It comes unannounced.
Looking at the damaged vehicle (I couldn't take pictures of the scene), I immediately bursted into tears. This would have been the end of me, I thought to myself.
I began to thank God for his protection. So many things I took for granted including leaving my house for work daily and returning back safely.
Last week was traumatizing for me as there were several accidents I witnessed on my way to work that claimed the lives of people. Little did I know that I would be in a similar situation soon.
I am grateful that there was no loss of life considering the degree of damage on the bus. I wish other passengers a quick recovery.
I've got some blessings I don't deserve. I really cannot explain it because I think of it over again and it doesn't add up. I am grateful for a million little miracles I once took for granted.
Thank God I am alive to write this post. My family and friends were very supportive. A very big shout-out to 
