I watched it happen
My Grandmother, mother, and I were all walking around in Florida the other day, you know, going to all of the gift shops, getting tans, and somthing horrible happened and I can't stop thinking about it. There was this boy who was crossing the street, who was not on a crosswalk, and was hit by a car. He flew about 3 of 4 feet when the car hit him. It was a horrible site, people started crowding around him and calling the police and eveything. He got knocked out, but he lived. And now I can't stop thinking about it and feeling miserable. I just can't believe I was right there. I wish a wasn't.