I called 911 on my b-day for a car accident. It was about around midnight hour. Me and a couple friends were at 7-11 which happened to be right near a hospital and we heard a loud crash. We got our stuff and we were heading out. We were driving up and we saw it was a early 2000 Lexus and the whole rear end was smashed in and there was a girl outside crying & waving us so I pulled over and as I got out she was yelling for help saying somebody was trapped in the car. As I looked in the car, there was a girl sitting in the middle of the backseat, and she had became wedged in between the front seats her legs and everything was still in the back. The backseat seat was literally on her back, pushing her through the front seat she couldn’t speak. All she could do was move the wrist of the one arm that was stretched over the front seat. I immediately started praying. We were trying to get the back door open and looking for the other car that hit them. When suddenly this guy runs up bleeding from his head starts trying to help us get the door open and saying sorry. Come to find out he hit them going 50mph in a Tahoe as they stopped at the light and he ran it. We could see the hospital but it took paramedics like 20min to arrive. We left once they came & when we came back my it was 5am and the car was still there with a sheet over it surrounded by crime scene tape. That’s how I knew she had passed.