Buckle your Seat belts by Isaiah

"Marina Bay Sands!" my father told the taxi driver excitedly.

The driver drove off and my family and I were on our way to Marina Bay Sands to stay for a few days. I had been looking forward to staying there and going to Universal Studios Singapore to try out the rides which I heard were excellent.

All of a sudden, a car swerved and almost hit the taxi I was in.

"Screech!" the taxi driver stepped hard on the brakes which sent me flying into the windscreen and onto the road.

I was too young to die.

I could hear screams all around me. This thing I had been looking forward to had gone absolutely wrong. Seatbelts could have prevented this. The smell of burnt rubber and the sound of the ambulance's sirens filled the air. At least someone bothered to call for the ambulance and not just stand there like a typical Singaporean.

"He...lp me..." I groaned in pain. The pain was so unbearable.

When I checked myself for injuries, I was not surprised. Blood, bruises, scratches, severe cuts. You name it. I looked like one of those ghosts in those 'cursed pictures' people use in chain mails.

I tried to get up slowly but even the slightest movement felt like a million bones breaking.

Things started becoming blur......

I found myself in a room. I looked at myself wondering if what happened was real. I could move! I could move! When I turned around, I was totally shocked.

"Oh my gosh. Shi..." I mumbled under my breath at the sight of my body on a bed. My own body. Right in front of me. Bandages all around. Broken arms and legs.

My parents were kneeling on the floor clutching my cold hands and sobbing.

"Damn it!" I cursed. I sank to my knees and burst into tears. If only I had buckled my seatbelts.

"Maybe this is what it feels like to be a ghost," I thought to myself.

I remembered what my parents taught me.

I could almost hear a voice in my head saying, " Open your eyes. This is just a nightmare......".

Prying open my eyelids, I hoped that it was all a dream.

"You are finally awake!" my mother said happily. " Look at yourself, so sweaty! Go take a shower and pack your bag. We are going to Marina Bay Sands today."

I nodded and headed towards the toilet. I took a shower, wrapped a towel around myself and brushed my teeth. After that, I took out the packing list that I had prepared yesterday night and packed my bag accordingly.

We made our way towards the taxi.

"Mom, Dad," I mumbled. " Please buckle your seatbelts."

"Of course we will," my father laughed.

"Marina Bay Sands," my father told the taxi driver gleefully.

We buckled our seatbelts and the driver stepped on the accelerator.

I learnt from the horrifying dream that buckling up is a very important thing to do that could save your life, and mine.