People's perspective when accidents occur on unexpected events are sign of unfortunate. But unlike to myself, not all accidents are bad because somehow it was romantic.

23th day of September 2018, it was YES-O Camp held on Ruparan National High School where I study. I was very electrified to attend the first ever camping at our very own school. An hour, when I got done all fixed what I am going to bring for the camp, my father accompanies me by sending his daughter to school.

"Hai, Mommy Hara", baby Kieth greet me. I called them baby that's why they also calling me, mommy as if I'm their sexy flirty smart mother.

"Oh, hello baby Kieth", I replied as I slowly put my Luggage down.

The time from dusk to dawn when no sunlight is visible came, we are starting to cook using an electric small white with pink flower design rice cooker and fried twelve cute tiny white eggs. After we had our main meal of the day, we are planning to fix our sleeping floor because there is no single bed existed at that place. I found my sleeping place near the window and we dressed up the window so no one can see us inside. I placed my long black bed sheet on the floor. I've heard one of my conquest is having a problem where he should sleep. So, I approached him first to share with me and his name is Kenneth.

"Hey, you can share with me." As I flirty laugh. And Althea told Kenneth to have share with me.

"Are you sure?" he asked with a smile on his face. "Yes, of course." I replied turning away from him. I laugh inside me.

9 post meridiem in the evening, I am still awake. So, I've decided to play a game with my babies, called "Spine the Bottle". For the third time, the bottle spin again, and it turned stop into Kenneth.

We flirty tease him asking "truth or dare?" and he replied, "truth", aggressively without doubting on his face.

"Who is your crush? baby Althea asked Kenneth.

"It was before, once". He added. "It was just a mutual understanding for both of us and it just that."

"So, who is she?" baby Keith asked directly.

He looks at the curly black hair one white skinny skinned girl next to me. We all did see him looking at the girl, and he looked down. I felt like an elephant sitting on my chest, a dozen of slender stabbing, and a lemon juice poured out onto my heart. I don't know why I am reacting this unidentified feeling.

After we ended the game with fun on our face, we have decided to sleep. But I have my duty to take first the welfare of my conquest, so, I go out and find my one little cute baby boy Suarez. I took few steps to the front of a room next to ours, which they are having a small fire surrounded by three campers.

"Hi, good evening dear campers." I greeted them womanly.

"Hello, good evening." They lousily answer me.

I think I saw someone hiding on the two thin brown wood near us. He made a cunning giggle that made me recognized him. I walk rapidly towards him.

"Baby Suarez come here." As I tried to catch him aggressively. But he quickly ran away from me. He laughs, laugh, and laugh. I can't catch him, he's so fast. I stand where he hides to take a quick rest.

"Tok!" A semi-loud noise occurred out from nowhere. I was about to walk through to Baby Suarez but two sounds like loud thunder land on the roof just in front of us.

Everything was messed out with mixed chaotic noise, I feel having a dozen of needles in take inside my head and push it where it was. As I walk through under the roof and slowly sat down.

I found myself surrounded with lot of campers, I can't see their face anymore not because I feel dizziness but because my blood is blocking my eyesight. As the time running, my blood was also running and as the dark red blood running down through my face the more pain I feel.

I cried for I can't ease the pain anymore, I take a deep breathe as applying the knowledge of "do not panic" in any kind of situation. I am shaking from my tooth down to my feet.

"Hara, are you okay?" Jeff asking me. "Does it hurt a lot?" he added.

I can feel his voice that he really cares about me, sympathizing my feelings. But I can't answer him because I was focusing on my own situation.

A few minutes, a teacher and one of my best friend Fatima came. My teacher, the head officer of SSG told me to put a handkerchief on the wounded area and press it little bit hard, and she sounds very nervous and afraid of my blood flows.

They helped me to stand and bring me to the faculty where teachers and other staffs waiting for me to welcome my fresh blood. I sit down on a light green chair, continuously holding the handkerchief. I feel very special that moment because I was being take good care a lot.

Ma'am Alma get the tissue, poured out an alcohol, and wash my bloody hands. The windows are filled out of different eyes who wanted to witness my blood flows. One of my teachers decide to call an ambulance because the wounds are too small but very deep.

As we wait for the ambulance to come, someone call my name, shows my laptop bag, and other stuffs. I feel overjoy, tremble, and infinite pain. He widely smiles that made me forgot the pain I am carrying. And the teachers command them to go inside to avoid the second attack of unknown monster.

Until the ambulance came, the medic directly asked me. "Do you feel dizziness, vomiting, or anything?" and then I replied, "no, I'm not Sir." They asked me permission if I agree to cut down my hair to easily clean my fresh smiling wound and I immediately answered "yes".

When they've saw my wound, they decide to bring me to the hospital to suture my wound. And so, I ride in the ambulance with Miss Love. Sir Rescuer told me to lay down on the orange bed inside the ambulance, at first, I didn't but he told me again to lay down so I can relax myself.

First, we arrived at the public hospital at 12am, where low payment of service and where we can afford to pay for a less amount. The big fatty lady interview me and want me to sign the small paper while handing it to me. She stood up and bring some small circled cotton, she put an alcohol on it, and open the handkerchief where my wound was hiding. And hardly press the cotton, rubbed all over the wounded area. It was very painful, but I just restrain until she had done her brutality. My teacher and I were looking to each other and smiling.

Another short black hair, white skinned male nurse came and told me to follow him. He told me to lay down on the silver metal bed with a very glorious light on my face, so I close my eyes to avoid the light that wants me to nip off. He rubbed my poor wound again as he told me to get the doctor. Until 2am, he didn't come back. I was tired and sleepy.

My teacher walks near me and asked me to depart to another hospital because they are going to waste our time on waiting with nothing.

This time, we go to a private hospital. The accommodation of the stuff there was very accommodating, they are very soft, and beautiful inside out and the place was full of harmony. For a few minutes of waiting, the doctor has arrived and starts to make a conversation. He asked me what happen and starts to suture my wound.

5am in the morning, we have arrived at the school campus and start to sleep again like nothing happen. Since, it was already morning. I can hear their voices inside the four cornered rose-pink light of dawn covered the room.

"Is ate Hara okay?" talking to other girls. "I was scared last night, the blood flows from Ate Hara's forehead." She replied to another girl. They can't see me sleeping on the floor because I covered myself from head to toe with a long black thick blanket.

I can't cope with the excitement to surprise them that I came back earlier, so I surprise them detaching my black thick blanket.

"Hello everyone." as I giggled seeing their reaction.

I can see onto their faces the gladness of seeing me all right. And someone surprisingly hug me right on my waist. I was shocked of what he has done. I investigate his face closer and it was one of my crushed. His name is Vincent Olap, he is kind, mysterious, strict, joker, cute, and mindful.

For 3-5 minutes, my heart beat fast and still can't believe why is he doing that. But I didn't act obvious that would make an issue.

I continue talking to them, answering their questions, and telling me that they are so glad of seeing me all right.

Sometimes, we need to be in a critical situation just to know who care for us. It is not good to act selfishness but to know who'd love us.