Why do I feel so devastated?
First off, nothing bad happened to me. Just so none of you go crazy.
We were on our way home, going through my community's main entrance, and my sister says, "What the Hell is this?" I see a guy with his bike, on the ground, in the middle of the street, with his head in his hands, and I'm just thinking, "What the fuck is he doing and what happened?" Then my brother goes, "That's Chris! Chris, are you all right?!" And Chris just looked up at us, with blood coming from his mouth, chin, and hands, and then he just starts crying. My brother and I jumped out of the car to him, and my sister went to go park the car. Two other cars stopped ahead and behind us to see what happened.
All Chris could say to us at first was that his front teeth were broken and he kept bawling. We were all asking what happened, he said he didn't know and that it all happened so fast. That he was just going down the sidewalk onto the street to cross and then something just happened. I looked at his bike and the front wheel was FUCKED UP. It was folded back onto the bike. I bet you someone did a hit and run on him, because he was just getting off the sidewalk at the corner to go to the other side and people in Florida just don't drive slow, even when going around corners.
He's okay, I think... No broken bones, hopefully. A lady took him and his bike home. I won't know how he is till tomorrow when my brother sees him in school, if he goes tomorrow.
This whole thing is just fucking horrible...
I'll re-update with other news tomorrow. I'm just not in the right state to talk about other things right now...
We were on our way home, going through my community's main entrance, and my sister says, "What the Hell is this?" I see a guy with his bike, on the ground, in the middle of the street, with his head in his hands, and I'm just thinking, "What the fuck is he doing and what happened?" Then my brother goes, "That's Chris! Chris, are you all right?!" And Chris just looked up at us, with blood coming from his mouth, chin, and hands, and then he just starts crying. My brother and I jumped out of the car to him, and my sister went to go park the car. Two other cars stopped ahead and behind us to see what happened.
All Chris could say to us at first was that his front teeth were broken and he kept bawling. We were all asking what happened, he said he didn't know and that it all happened so fast. That he was just going down the sidewalk onto the street to cross and then something just happened. I looked at his bike and the front wheel was FUCKED UP. It was folded back onto the bike. I bet you someone did a hit and run on him, because he was just getting off the sidewalk at the corner to go to the other side and people in Florida just don't drive slow, even when going around corners.
He's okay, I think... No broken bones, hopefully. A lady took him and his bike home. I won't know how he is till tomorrow when my brother sees him in school, if he goes tomorrow.
This whole thing is just fucking horrible...
I'll re-update with other news tomorrow. I'm just not in the right state to talk about other things right now...