A really amazing coincidence happens. When so many unusually shaped puzzle pieces harmoniously fix itself into a picture so clear, so pristine that you can say nothing but "It was meant to be."
Here goes the story. So, Ken and I went for foosball after class today to relieve some of the stress accumulated over the week. You have no idea how suffocating it's been for everyone in A52(A) this week. Today's the first day in a week that we actually have some breathing space.
Anyway, continuing on, I drive home and reach home safely. But somehow, everything just slips my mind and I don't put my car into "Park", I don't pull my handbrake. It's happened once before. And I've been so careful with it ever since. And it happened again today. This is Exhibit A.
Exhibit B: I reached home at 5:10PM. I usually reach home by 4:30PM latest. If you're feeling confused, just read on.
Exhibit C: My mom reached home 10 minutes after me. Now, I hear the gate opening, and I turn back. And my car isn't where it's supposed to be. It's sliding down my driveway. I was shocked, my mom was shocked. I tried my best to get to my car, but I couldn't even get the front door open. Now the thing is, my mom usually doesn't even come home until 7:30PM every single day.
In the end my car hit hers, and yeah. Nobody was hurt though. Thank goodness.
Now the thing is, I happened to come back late, which happens once in a blue moon. My mom happened to come back early, which happens once in TWO blue moons. And I forget to pull my handbrake... which....... doesn't happen very often, especially not at home. And she happened to reach home and open the gate at the EXACT moment my car began to gain momentum. Haha, I don't know what to call this. What say you?
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