We inched forward as every car snuck its way out of the back entrance of my high school. The administrators sitting in their blue and orange school spirited golf cart. a couple kids who think they're thugs cross the street glaring at people in cars as to say "this is my turf". I send a text message to my boyfriend asking him what time he's planning on being at my house. Brakes screeched, papers flew from every which direction, it looked like a tornado had blown through. i had just witnessed a giant of a girl from my school get hit by a speeding bronco. she skipped across the road not knowing that her senior prom and graduation would soon be slightly different. two lanes of cars had stopped but for some reason, this kid felt that it was his turn to go. and not just go, but blaze through whats suppose to be the safe place to cross the street. the cross walk. her body slammed up onto the hood of the car and as he came to a stop, plunged off the hood face first toward the black tar called the street. her face dragged as her body followed across the pavement. i hope those weren't her favorite shoes and perhaps her teachers will let her off easy with for the assignments and notes blown into traffic. In the middle of the road, 15 feet from the white bronco laid her body. It began to shake and shiver as though she had forgotten her jacket on a trip to the antarctic. her arms and legs bent into weird positions that only one drunk passed out college student could tell you about. then the shaking stopped. on lookers only thought the worse and the looks on their faces told the only the truth of what everyone thought just happened. Well, she lived unlike the assumptions, and although she may be in casts or braces or have metal plates in her body, only a shoulder and her lower back was damaged. thats a cheap price for keeping her life being hit by a car at 40 miles an hour I'd say. i never thought that watching someone i barely knew get hit by a car would affect me so much considering car accidents don't make me the least bit uncomfortable, but i got a feeling in my stomach like i had eating a whole pound of rotting food and my tear ducts began to fill. even my day was affected by her accident, imagine how her life will change.
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