The night of the incident

          
      It was a cold Thursday night, it was just me all alone walking home. I was on the phone with my friend Judy. I was just walking on the pavement street, feeling so anxious to go home. The neighborhood that I was walking in was very quiet. Something felt very odd I tried turning my head back to look at something. I didn't even get to fully turn around and look to see when all of a sudden, something struck me. I don't know how I had the strength to pull my head up a little to see what had just hit me but I pulled up and saw the man ride off on his bicycle. I didn't yell at him or anything because it all happened way too fast. It was a lot for me to take in. So he just ran off and nobody stopped him. I couldn't anyways. We don't know what he would have done to me. And my strength wasn't there. The man wore a black jacket and had short hair. It could have been a teenager but from the back he looked like he was a man. That's all I knew black jacket and short hair. What race was he? How old was he? Why did he do that to me? Why did he just ride off? I want to know all these things but some things will just remain a mystery.
         
     The next thing I know I'm lying on the cold pavement ground all by myself. I had fallen headfirst. My binder had been knocked out of my hands and my bag wasn't on me anymore. I didn't know what I was suppose to do first. I kind of just got up and took my stuff. I saw my phone screen all cracked on the floor. My phone had also been knocked out of my hand. The call had never ended. And I cried out to my friend, ''Did you hear what just happened?'' Thinking that maybe the bike crashing into me made a loud noise. But my friend was too busy doing something else. It was loud in her house anyways and most of the time when we're on the phone she barely pays attention to me. It's just the company I like. Nobody is usually with me and I feel lonely. My hands were a bloody mess because blood was dripping down from my chin and I was trying to stop it. I was panicking but at the same time I was trying to tell my friend what had just happened. She wasn't paying attention to me when we were on the phone a few minutes before. And then I asked her what I was suppose to do.
          
       I got up and was walking around. This lady suddenly stopped and looked at me like I came out of a horror movie. And the worst thing that could have happened that night besides, getting hit by a bicycle happened. The lady walked away. She just walked away. It's one of the most painful moments ever. How could you just leave a young girl on the street like that? I was injured, I was in pain, I was bleeding, I was numb, I was panicking. And all she did was turn her back and walk away. I mean how could you do that? She just stared at me for a minute and acted like she didn't care. My head was spinning around. I had blood all over me. I remembered what I had seen on television about this girl's true story. She was on the highway naked, crying out for help. She had just been raped by a man. The girl escaped from his truck and when she saw somebody stop she thought they would help. But they just stared and drove off. That's the moment when you lose hope. I cried even more. 
          
       I called my mom and told her to come to me. I just sat there on the ground waiting. My hip was stinging like crazy and my arm was so numb. By now I had blood everywhere. My phone screen was bloody too because of the fact I was holding it in my hand. I was on the phone with my mom at that point just crying out for somebody to come and get me. I was dumbfounded but definitely alarmed because you never think something like this can happen to you. It felt so surreal and bizarre! Minutes later my mom arrived. I was holding on to her leg and crying out. I was in so much pain. And minutes later my friend came too. She called the ambulance. People passed and more people passed. It felt like I'd been there forever. But finally the ambulance arrived.
        
       That ends my story. I went to the hospital and it was good to know that my face wasn't broken or anything. You know although broken bones heal, bruises go away, it does leave something emotionally there. I am paranoid that something like this might happen again. Not too long ago, I was hit by a car. My body was healing but I was in such a bad state of mind. Everything that was going on, it felt like the world was spinning round and round non-stop. Thank god I'm not injured horribly this time. What happened that Thursday night left me a few abrasions but nothing too serious. I have one on my chin, elbow, and hip. They will leave scars but I'm thankful to know that I'm still alive. Yes, my body was completely sore leaving the hospital and also my jaw and teeth were in bad condition. I didn't eat much the next few days because of my jaw and teeth. But now they are better even though my front teeth is now a little crooked. My jaw and teeth also feel a little different.
         
         I fell all alone that night on the street but maybe, just maybe someone was also there and they saw what happen for sure. But who knows? Was anyone really there? If someone was there, I really wished they could have helped me. Helping someone just a little can make the biggest difference. The ironic thing though was the guy riding the bike was on the sidewalk! A bicycle is considered a vehicle. It is illegal to be riding a vehicle on the sidewalk. I hate people who ride their bikes on the sidewalk. Unless, you're 12 years old or younger you shouldn't be riding your bike on the sidewalk.  I seriously don't understand why people do what they do.  I wish my mom especially would see it wasn't my fault for getting hurt. So what if I was on my phone talking to my friend? I don't think it would have played out any different if I weren't on my phone. I mean he came from the back!! I had no time to react. It's just my luck I guess that these accidents keep happening to me. But I have no control over fate. I don't know why bad things happen to us but I just have to believe that something good will come out of it.