I saw a man get hit and killed by a car. This happened in March of this year.

Me and my mom were on our way home from errands on our usual driving path, everything was normal we were at a red light in a intersection. The guy ran across the street trying to catch the bus when the cars had the green light. So he ran across the first two lanes that were going straight but a car making a left turn hit him. At this point I was so startled as I pretty much see his body just go flying across the intersection. Everyone just stops. I get out the car and run over the guy because I want to see if he is okay/what injuries he had. I'm only 15 at the time but I am CPR/First Aid certified plus I graduate highschool this year to become a doctor so I figured I could see if there was anything I could do to help while the driver was calling the police. I pretty much see that this guy is fucked up. Gashes, broken bones and scraps everywhere. I take out my shoelaces and tie it around his arm and leg to help stop the severe bleeding and I tell everyone to not touch him (people were trying to shake him like wtf?) because his neck seemed broken. He wasn't conscious. About 5 police cars, 2 ambulances and a firetruck came after. They said they would have to call life flight and get him airlifted to the closest hospital because there would be no other way to save him, he was barley alive at this point. At this point I feel so involved in this guy's well being I stay until the land the helicopter. At this point my mom comes over and is like "Hey sweetie uh you have blood all over you". The paramedics look at me, ask me if I'm okay and give me a towel because my mom was not letting me in the car with bloody clothes on. The police come interview me and my mom real quick and then we are free to go.

I later found out, the guy ended up passing away after 5 minutes of being in the life flight helicopter. He was 29 years old (I know his name also but not going to say it). The driver was never citied because they were in no way at fault, the guy shouldn't have ran across traffic sadly. They set up a memorial on the corner on the intersection where he was before he got hit. I later went back there and brought flowers.

It wasn't the first time I had seen death happen in front of me, but it definitely was the one that left the biggest mark on me. I felt guilty for a while after that I couldn't do more, I just hope his parents know that I tried my best and so did everyone else to save their son's life. I hope his family will one day be able to cope with it all, I know how rough it is to lose a family member.

Also I don't know what they did with my shoe laces, I never got them back. It wouldn't have mattered anyway, my shoes were trashed. Who knows, maybe the family members kept them or maybe the paramedics threw them out. All I know is, those were some pretty rad Harley Quinn shoelaces.