Scratched face
This is a story of bad things happening to good people. I am sure that this sounds cliche but it's true. This is a story of how my face was scratched Day One, Thursay 11th This is how I looked on that Thursay morning no scratch no bruise. Just another sunny day for Dewitts to cycle and have fun in the morning. Little did I do what was in store for me and my face. This selfie was taken around 9am#nofilter One hour later.... As I ride my bike. I start feeling dizzy. My vision starts becoming a little bit blurry. And that's when I start having visions. Weird ones. So weird that I can't remember them. My sense come back to me and I realise I have soil in my mouth. I try to gather strength to lift myself up. As a question lingers in my mind what happened? Then when I stand up, i see two people whom I had seen them sometime ago at nearer distance. This made me realise I hadn't gone for long. And it's from this I realized that I had fainted. Touching to see if I felt pa...