Today I was at a coffee bean doing math with Mike, when we heard the sound of tires screeching and then a huge crash. Everyone got up to see what happened, and without thinking about my stuff I ran over there. I forced my way to the car to talk to the woman. She was older and had lost control of her car. There was a gash on her nose, and a lot of smoke from the airbags. I made sure she was okay and knew the date and could see my fingers. Then I took all of her information for the EMTS. She was shaken, but for the most part okay. I held some tissue to her nose to try and stop the bleeding and put more on the scratches on her hands from when the airbags deployed.
Nothing else mattered to me. My adrenaline was pumping and I kept thinking about my loved ones. Then I thought about hers. They need her to be okay too. When the police, firefighters, and EMTS arrived, I gave them what I took and was pushed out of the way. They didn’t tell me what hospital she was going to, or anything. They didn’t ask me questions. They just did their jobs. I walked away shaking.
Mike was still guarding my stuff and when I approached he asked me what happened. I told him and he got me tea. What if that had been him? What if it had been my grandmother? What if? I started crying and I had no idea why. That’s a lie. I was afraid. Afraid for everyone. Afraid that no one cared anymore. Mike talked me down from it, but we parted. Now I’m just nervous. I don’t want that to happen to anyone.
The accident could have been worse, and I’m thankful it wasn’t. I’m glad she wasn’t hurt to badly and that she can walk away from this. I’m thankful that she was okay. I pray everyone is okay right now. Mostly I pray that if something happens to you, the people around you will know what to do and there won’t be any apathy. I pray some people think about your family. I pray that everyone is safe.