Hope KIlls

By 3sha
Seated at the back seat of the car on my way to work.

I was looking out the window when a jeepney came around fast in our direction.

It looked mean enough to hit but all I did was stare at it.

Hoping it wouldn't.

It swerved left.

It didn't hit.

But if it did, hope would have killed me in an instant.
 

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