So sad.

Hello There My Lovelies,

I got no sleep last night. I have never successfully stayed up for 24 hours in a row before.

Last night as I was on my way home I witnessed a horrible car accident in front of me in the intersection while I was waiting at the red light, to take a left turn. The intersection was huge, and all I remember seeing was a small compact car get slammed by a Lexus SUV. I heard a crash, saw the glass fly and heard screams shortly after. I got out of my car, left my car in the intersection with the emergency lights flashing and called 911. Luckily while a couple of us bystanders were in the intersection, the other cars saw the mess and were understanding and gave us space.

I went over to the small car, and there was a man already standing there with the passenger who was leaning up against the wheel, who was definitely injured. The man was keeping her company and called 911. So I went over to the woman in the SUV who was was visibly shaken and couldn't stop crying. My goal wasn't really to calm her down, rather call 911 and make sure she was alive, breathing and not seriously injured. Luckily her husband came shortly after.

After the firemen arrived, I immediately left. I didn't need to be involved anymore, especially since I didn't pay attention to who ran which traffic light. I saw both cars when they crashed into each other.

I kept replaying the events in my head after I went home. It all happened so fast. You always think that other people will come to the rescue. But this time, I was sitting right in front of it, and sat there for a couple of seconds after not believing my eyes. I looked to my left and the man wasn't on the phone. There was a man running to the car, but the other woman was left unattended. So I ran up to her.

Looking back, I wish I could've talked to her more to calm her down or make her feel better. But I guess I don't feel too bad because the ambulance came real quick and she got the medical attention she needed. I am just glad that I actually stood up and did something about it. Until yesterday, I didn't know what I would've done in a situation like this. I would've had such a guilty conscience if I had simply driven away.

I think that the dispacher was real nice. I was a little flustered and she told me it was okay and kept assuring me that help was on the way.

As I drove back home, everything around me was quiet. Just 10 minutes earlier, it was chaotic. And on my way home at the gas station, it was real peaceful and quiet. It was awkward.

I also feel really lucky that I wasn't the one involved in the crash. It was mayhem. Luckily there was no blood, but the airbags deployed, the windshields were cracked and glass and bumpers were scattered all over the street.

Okay, time to talk about something else.