and some day are just...
So i was driving down my road with my mom yesterday when we saw the worst thing. A man driving out of his driveway on a motorcycle being hit by a car. I couldnt even breathe. My heart completely stopped. There was a police car at the end of burlingame as it happened and saw the whole thing. the next thing i knew my mom was out of the car and ambulences and cop cars were surrounding me. i was so scared. ive seen people die before, people i love.. but this was so different. i didnt even know this man at all.. hes lived near me so as long as i can remember but ive never spoken a word to him.. and i never will.. it was so terrifying... all i could do was sit there... i dont even think i was blinking.
After that i went to stop and shop with my mom. i felt bad because i didnt talk at all the whole time. i just stood there. i think my mom could tell i was in shock because she kept asking me if i was going to be alright. i wasnt alright but i felt stupid. i didnt even know this man and i was morning for him... it seemed selfish of me for some reason..
this morning i woke up not wanting to think about it so i didnt. i painted my bedroom. its going to be nicee. is yellow and im going to paint a mural on it. and one wall is going to be dedicated to people signing it. it will be nice. and my mom is taking me to get all new furniture tomorrow. happy.
friday i went to janes. we had a movie night. watched "o". such a good movie.. one uhhh weird part but other than that its pretty good. saturday and sunday i went to my dads.. stayed at the beach all day, until i came home.
Well thats all for now.
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