To My favourite girls,
last nightI saw something that i feel has forever changed me as a person. I watched from 5 meters away as a boy was run over by a bus...not hit...run over. I ran to his aid and as i stepped around the side of a car what i saw next i cannot describe in words. The bus tried to stop as quickly as it could, and inadvertently stopped right on top of his section. A police women instantly appeared on the scene and we both looked at each other in horror...I have some medical savvy..but on this one i just didn't know where to start,..the bleeding came from every place of him..and the injuries,..if you can call them that..were profound...I wanted to say to him that he wasn't alone..but i just couldn't speak,...i wanted to tell him that he was gonna be be alright, but i knew he wasn't...i am almost dead certain that i watched that boy die last night and there wasn't a single thing i could do to help him in anyway..in the end once the ambulance came i did something that i so very rarely do...i prayed to anything that is greater than myself that he was alright.
Today upon waking i contacted the bus company and ask them to pass on for me to the driver that it was not her fault and there was nothing she could do..the person in question took the risk of running in front of the bus,..it seems the police women i helped he was running from..in movie style he thought if he nipped right in front of the bus that he could avoid capture...either that or he was just so focused on escape he didn't see the bus until it was too late....either way it was not the drivers fault.
Risk all you want in life people,..but not life itself...treasure your life, you only have one of them..today i can't stop crying when i think about the remains that boys family are left with..whether he lived or died there was not a lot left to him...he was indeed someones son,..maybe a young father, perhaps a sibling...someone out there would have loved him...and to see a loved one in the condition he was in i just can't imagine without crying. And on a personal note,..to his two 'friends' that he was running with,..i know you were both in panic...maybe you didn't realise what happened...but shame on you forever until your last if you did know what happened and you left him there to what i believe was his last moments without even so much a face he knew...i hope you live with that on your conscience if you do know what happened to that poor man.
last nightI saw something that i feel has forever changed me as a person. I watched from 5 meters away as a boy was run over by a bus...not hit...run over. I ran to his aid and as i stepped around the side of a car what i saw next i cannot describe in words. The bus tried to stop as quickly as it could, and inadvertently stopped right on top of his section. A police women instantly appeared on the scene and we both looked at each other in horror...I have some medical savvy..but on this one i just didn't know where to start,..the bleeding came from every place of him..and the injuries,..if you can call them that..were profound...I wanted to say to him that he wasn't alone..but i just couldn't speak,...i wanted to tell him that he was gonna be be alright, but i knew he wasn't...i am almost dead certain that i watched that boy die last night and there wasn't a single thing i could do to help him in anyway..in the end once the ambulance came i did something that i so very rarely do...i prayed to anything that is greater than myself that he was alright.
Today upon waking i contacted the bus company and ask them to pass on for me to the driver that it was not her fault and there was nothing she could do..the person in question took the risk of running in front of the bus,..it seems the police women i helped he was running from..in movie style he thought if he nipped right in front of the bus that he could avoid capture...either that or he was just so focused on escape he didn't see the bus until it was too late....either way it was not the drivers fault.
Risk all you want in life people,..but not life itself...treasure your life, you only have one of them..today i can't stop crying when i think about the remains that boys family are left with..whether he lived or died there was not a lot left to him...he was indeed someones son,..maybe a young father, perhaps a sibling...someone out there would have loved him...and to see a loved one in the condition he was in i just can't imagine without crying. And on a personal note,..to his two 'friends' that he was running with,..i know you were both in panic...maybe you didn't realise what happened...but shame on you forever until your last if you did know what happened and you left him there to what i believe was his last moments without even so much a face he knew...i hope you live with that on your conscience if you do know what happened to that poor man.