We’ve had a tragedy in my village. At the start of last week, three young people aged 19, 20 and 25 were killed in a car accident.

My village is only small so when something like that happens is involves everybody. The town hall declared 2 days of mourning and you could feel the funny mood everywhere you went.

The guy of 25 and his girlfriend of 20 years old was one of my neighbours and they lived just a bit further down the street.

The kid of 19 was always hanging out with the two you girls next door as they were cousins.

When I was first told about the accident it somehow didn’t affect me that much. I think I didn’t really understand it. Death is a very abstract thing. But as the day went on I got more and more upset.

Wednesday there was a funeral for all three of them. It took place at the cemetery and the little chapel up there. We went up to pay our respects but couldn’t walk into the room where they were laid out in coffins with glass tops. It was devastating listening to the cries from family and friends.

The car accident took place on the road between Cartama and Coin. I think it was raining and they tried to overtake a car and ended up hitting a 4×4 head on. Unfortunately none of them were wearing seat belts which really upsets me. I don’t know enough details to comment on whether or not it might have saved their lives, but I can’t help but think it might have. The thing is, you never plan for an accident. That’s why they are accidents. So please use a seat belt.