I remember the first two years after I came from China to America. And because I was bored at home, I always invited my friend from school to come to my house to play games, especially shooting games. He also just come to America and he also speaks Chinese.
Because he was the first one that I knew from that school, he had become a really good friend to me.
One day, I invited my friend to come to my house to play video games. My friend came outside my house and knocked on my door, He yelling my name. When I hear him, I opened the door and he walked into my bedroom. There was a big bed at the right, and a computer on the left with two chairs and my iPad was charging. We played shooting games until noon.
My friend said, “I have to go back to eat lunch, My mom told me to come home at noon.”
I asked, “Are you coming back after you are done eating?”
My friend replied, “Probably not but I can come tomorrow.”
“Sure,” I replied.
After my friend left I was going to keep watching movies and eating chips, but I saw his Ipad are still on my table. I don’t want him to come back again because he lived really far away from my house, so I decided to rush out of my house and look for him. I saw him across the street.
I yelled, “Yooooooo, you left your Ipad at my house.”
But I think he was too far away from me and he had his headphones on so he didn’t hear me. I decided to run straight to him and I didn‘t look around the street. In my neighborhood of Brooklyn, there were not that many cars. The street has a lot of tall trees, higher than the buildings and each building has its own yard. I didn’t even think or looking around the street I ran really fast, trying to catch up to him.
So when I ran across the street, an accident happened. A car’s rearview mirror hit me in my mouth and my face was bleeding. Blood was everywhere on the ground. When I first got hurt I felt really dizzy and then I started crying and ran back to my house. I ran straight to my bed
Then the driver tried to find me so the driver ran straight outside my house and start shouting,
“Kid, Kid, Kid! Where are you! Come out.”
My grandmother was a really calm person but when I got hit by the car she was getting very scared and panicked. At that time my grandma was at home and she heard the driver shouting. She saw my face was bleeding so she knew what was happening. She was really scared and confused and I told her quickly what happened. Then my grandmother told me to go outside and the driver saw us.
The driver said, “Kid, Are you okay? I called an ambulance for you, they are coming as fast as possible.”
My grandma said, “What happened to him? I was at home and I saw him come in with blood on his face.”
The driver argued, “I was driving my car and when I drove he came out behind some car and I thought he was trying to run across the street but he didn’t check if there was a car, so my car hit him.”
My grandmother said,” I don’t know what actually happened but I will call his dad first.”
The driver promised, “When his dad is here, I will tell him what happened.”
Then the ambulance came and they took me to the hospital. All my family members came to see me.
When I think back on that moment, I remember to always think before you do something. Before this I always are acting very busy, always rushing everything but after this accident, I became a really calm person. And I always tell myself that.
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