
August 14, 2015
On my way home from work, riding the S-Line our train stopped and the conductor walked through the cars informing us that he could go no further. For less then a stop away (between 400 an State St) the oncoming train hit a car. All of the riders an myself tried to walk the rest of the way, only to come face to face with the scene. The whole drivers side was crushed and even with airbags deployed, the two passengers were completely unconscious and unresponsive. The front of the train was ripped off and jumped from the tracks.
As I sit by the nearest bus stop waiting to be ushered home, the ambulance passed me. Sirens off and just coasting at a normal speed. This ran chills up my spine as I tried to hope for the best.
But then later that night while watching the news we were all informed of the fatal outcome of the incident. Both driver and passenger were killed on impact.
I had never seen death up front and personal. Sure I been to wakes and seen a body in a coffin. But to see it right in it's prime rocks you to the core.
I was traumatized for days after.
On my way home from work, riding the S-Line our train stopped and the conductor walked through the cars informing us that he could go no further. For less then a stop away (between 400 an State St) the oncoming train hit a car. All of the riders an myself tried to walk the rest of the way, only to come face to face with the scene. The whole drivers side was crushed and even with airbags deployed, the two passengers were completely unconscious and unresponsive. The front of the train was ripped off and jumped from the tracks.
As I sit by the nearest bus stop waiting to be ushered home, the ambulance passed me. Sirens off and just coasting at a normal speed. This ran chills up my spine as I tried to hope for the best.
But then later that night while watching the news we were all informed of the fatal outcome of the incident. Both driver and passenger were killed on impact.
I had never seen death up front and personal. Sure I been to wakes and seen a body in a coffin. But to see it right in it's prime rocks you to the core.
I was traumatized for days after.
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Nah it's alright. You are totally correct it was terrible once I heard the news later that night.
The scene was kinda like a dream. No gore, they just looked knocked out. And at least they died together.
Something I hope happens to my mate and myself. I would never wanna live without her. :)
The scene was kinda like a dream. No gore, they just looked knocked out. And at least they died together.
Something I hope happens to my mate and myself. I would never wanna live without her. :)
Its funny how priorities change. I used to feel that way too. As romantic as that sounds, I hope that my mate and I never die together....kids would be orphaned. Its now one of my biggest fears. But I agree, having to carry on without my mate, raising a family is something I never want to experience.
Death is funny like that. Funerals present death in a very controlled and peaceful context, which is rarely how death happens day-to-day life. It can be sudden, and being so close to it can traumatize even the most far-removed person from the ones who pass.
Nonetheless, I hope that you're feeling a little better a month later. If not, well, I may not know you well and only really then it's just because you know my girlfriend and are also a furry but I just want to impart a couple kind words of concern from someone who's been through this a lot personally and knows how to handle these emotions.
Nonetheless, I hope that you're feeling a little better a month later. If not, well, I may not know you well and only really then it's just because you know my girlfriend and are also a furry but I just want to impart a couple kind words of concern from someone who's been through this a lot personally and knows how to handle these emotions.
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