Dear Editor
My name is Clarissa. Sept. 14 I was bike riding with my sister and we stopped to look at a table of free stuff. As we headed back home, my basket was too heavy and it tilted too far one way and I fell into the bushes to the side. I felt a sharp pain in my right leg and realized there was a gash below my knee.
My sister helped me out and onto the sidewalk because I couldn’t move my leg and I started to get dizzy.
My sister asked me if should she go back home and phone our parents, but I couldn’t think straight and just told her to say. Many cars drove by with people who didn’t even glance and people who looked but didn’t bother to stop.
Minutes later a red truck pulled up and the driver backed his truck next to the sidewalk. Not too long after another silver truck pulled up and stopped and a man got out asking if I needed help. As soon as he saw my knee he wasted no time helping me into his truck.
The man in the red truck got out and offered to take my bike and my valuables back to my place. My sister led the way and we arrived safely back home, which was not too far away.
The man in the red truck turned over my bike and valuables to my sister and I thanked him.
The man who drove me home took me to my neighbours’ house and told me if I wanted to he would take me to the hospital, but I told him I should wait for my parents and thanked him.
My neighbours, with whom my family is good friends, stayed with me until my mom came and took me to the hospital There I had to get four stitches to close the gash.
Thank you to me neighbours for staying with me. Thank you to my sister for helping me through the event. Thank you to may parents who supported me through everything I went through.
If those men are reading, I want to thank you with all my heart for stopping for me. I would’ve had to wait a long time to get help if you hadn’t stopped when you did. You proved to me there are still good people in this world.
I hope sometime I’ll get to see you both again to thank you again in person.
Clarissa
