Today I am still in a half shocked state. I don't cry easily, but today tears are second nature to me. Last night I held a bleeding child in my arms and watched her died.
I didn't know the child, I learned her name last night from the paramedics who showed up too late to save her.
Last night about 2 a.m. I heard a screech of brakes and then a scream. I threw on my robe and ran outside. On the corner was an accident. I ran back in the house and grabbed the phone to call the police, I was put on hold. I pushed the phone to my neighbor and ran over to the scene to see if anyone was hurt. A woman was in one car crying. I asked if she was hurt, she said no. I then went to the other car when I saw the child on the ground. I started to yell for someone to hurry and get the police and called an ambulance. The other driver then came out of his car and all he kept saying was that the little girl just ran out in front of him. I was on my knees by the child and kept trying to talk to her in a calm voice. She looked at me and said "mama", by then I could not stop the tears, she reached up to me and held me around the neck, grasping tightly.
"My head hurts." she started to cry. I put my hand on her head and it came away with blood. I didn't want to start hollering at people, but looked up at one of the people gawking and asked if an ambulance was on the way. They nodded yes. Someone else came out with a blanket and wrapped it around myself and the child.
I tried to sing a lullabye to the little girl as her cries start to dissapate. I wanted to grab her up and rock her, but I knew that I could do more damage, so I just let her little arms hold my neck down and I kept singing softly. She opened her eyes and said softly, "your pretty like an angel." she then closed her eyes again and stopped breathing.
I didn't let her go even when her arms slipped from me. By then I could hear the ambulance coming. They took her from me and I slowly I stood up. That is when I realized the front of my robe was covered with the child's blood.
The child was 7 yrs. old and she was out looking for her mother who was sitting in a bar while her daughter died in my arms.
I don't know more than that. I told the police today I do Not want to know anymore that...not right now.
I held a good friend in my teens after she had past away, I have held my own child a few minutes after her birth when she died...but I never experienced this kind of death, and I never want to experience these pain ever again.
Please...please, say a prayer or light a candle for this child.