The most scary 3 seconds of my life
Eforie Sud, September 25, 2006.
For the first time I actually felt close to all the people next to me in the past 3 days, they became so dear to me, I care for them and never told them this. I do now: you guys are closer and more dear to me than never before.
About 6 of us were getting prepared to take a photo next to the sea, on a small concrete hold. We were almost ready, just sitting really close to each other and not moving, waiting for the picture to be taken. In a matter of maybe one second the concrete broke under us. That wasn't so good as behind us was a wall of stones and the sea. Not so high, but feeling that we are really falling felt so long and scary. It is not just me saying it felt like 3 minutes not 3 seconds. Those 3 seconds were terrifying for me. Just for those 3 seconds, felt like 3 minutes, I had death in my mind. My death and theirs. Not just the end of life, but something really bad. I was damn scared of this and admit it.
We were actually ok and "landed" as safe as possible. Alinuta was the only one who hit her head on a stone and she said nothing for some moments. Next to me was Dora and her. I held them both so strong, each with one hand, and Dora held Alinutza. This was what saved us and that we all held against each other. I never thought I could be so strong.
It was Alinutza's birthday that day and I don't know why when I saw her lying there I had the most scary 3 seconds of my life. Some screams, some very little panic moments, bruises and we were all ok.
For me it is the second time I am seconds or inches away from death. The first one was on the way to a conference, at about 2 inches away from a truck and 3 seconds not to go under it at high speed. Then I was really calm and just looking at the truck in front of us without moving or breathing. Nobody in the car spoke for the next 5 minutes and we just went on and didn't stop.
I am grateful.
For the first time I actually felt close to all the people next to me in the past 3 days, they became so dear to me, I care for them and never told them this. I do now: you guys are closer and more dear to me than never before. About 6 of us were getting prepared to take a photo next to the sea, on a small concrete hold. We were almost ready, just sitting really close to each other and not moving, waiting for the picture to be taken. In a matter of maybe one second the concrete broke under us. That wasn't so good as behind us was a wall of stones and the sea. Not so high, but feeling that we are really falling felt so long and scary. It is not just me saying it felt like 3 minutes not 3 seconds. Those 3 seconds were terrifying for me. Just for those 3 seconds, felt like 3 minutes, I had death in my mind. My death and theirs. Not just the end of life, but something really bad. I was damn scared of this and admit it.
We were actually ok and "landed" as safe as possible. Alinuta was the only one who hit her head on a stone and she said nothing for some moments. Next to me was Dora and her. I held them both so strong, each with one hand, and Dora held Alinutza. This was what saved us and that we all held against each other. I never thought I could be so strong.
It was Alinutza's birthday that day and I don't know why when I saw her lying there I had the most scary 3 seconds of my life. Some screams, some very little panic moments, bruises and we were all ok.
For me it is the second time I am seconds or inches away from death. The first one was on the way to a conference, at about 2 inches away from a truck and 3 seconds not to go under it at high speed. Then I was really calm and just looking at the truck in front of us without moving or breathing. Nobody in the car spoke for the next 5 minutes and we just went on and didn't stop.
I am grateful.
