I was hit by a car while riding my bicycle. There were a lot of tears, a lot of sirens, and so many faces—but there you were in your pink dress. It was near 7 pm, so I’m sure you were dressed nicely to go enjoy your Friday evening.
I’ve never been hit by a car before, and you made a point to get on the ground beside me and look me in the eyes. You told me your name. You called my loved ones for me. You ran home and got ice for my wounds. Thank you. I was so scared and there were so many people. You made a difference that night, and I and my family thank you for it. I know many people stopped to give me aid because I remember a sea of legs. I hope each and every one of you went on to have wonderful weekends. And Brooke in the Pink Dress—you are one kind and rad human!