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So earlier tonight (technically yesterday) I was crossing main street on my bike while it was dark out and some guy definitely hit my bike. The light had turned green while I was halfway across the street so I thought "oh crap" and sped up. Then I was halfway on the sidewalk when I thought "oh man, this car isn't slowing down. he's going to hit me." and then he did. But only the back of my bike, so it's OK. I don't remember what happened right after my bike got hit or hitting the ground, bur I remember sitting up pleasantly disoriented wondering why one of my feet was so cold. Apparently my shoe flew off. And my falling must have been really cool because five people stopped in the middle of the street to see if I was OK, even though I was a little out of sight on the sidewalk. But, the guy was really nice and asked me if I was OK and if I needed a ride. So I said OK and the car ride to Lauren's house was really quiet and awkward. The woman in the front seat just sat staring out the window with her hands over her mouth and no one said a word. When I got to Lauren's the guy apologized again and Lauren fixed my bike. So all in all, I think my getting hit by a car went rather well considering my knees and foot are a little sore and my bruises aren't much to look at and my bike is fine. But the funny part is that right before I left my house to go to Lauren's my dad said, "You shouldn't ride your bike at night, you'll get hit by a car."