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So last night me and a couple of friends were heading out for a few drinks. As some of you know, I live out of my car for the most part. Anyway, I went to my car to grab my watch out of my duffle bag. As soon as I open my car door to get out...WHAM!!! A kid slams into my door and flys off his bike. I get out and the kid jumps up in a panic. He says hes bleeding. Its really dark so I walk him into the street light and blood is dripping from his hands as hes holding his neck. I tell him to remove his hand for a sec and I see a 2inch laceration and blood comes spirting out. So im like "****". I lay him on the front lawn and I run inside the house and tell one of my friends I need a tourniquet. Shes like "a who?". I tell her to call 911 and I grab a towel, run outside and begin to put pressure on his neck. He then asks me if he's going to die. I tell him no to to relax and control his breathing. The last thing I want is his heart rate to be high and more blood than necessary to come out. 2 guys come walking by and they ask whats going on. I tell them and we began talking to the kid. He's 15 and lives down the street. I ask if he has a phone on him, he says yes and I tell him to call a family member. I get on the phone with his mother and calmly tell her that her son was in an accident and she needs to come to X address. As im holding pressure to his neck im realizing hes becoming to calm and his eyes start to shut. So im thinking im about to lose this kid. I shake him up a little and began asking him questions and crack a few jokes to keep his mind awake. The parent in me comes out and I begin to rub his head to keephim calm and feel secure. I hear sirens in the distance that seemed like it took forever to get there. They finally come. Police, fire and medics. At that time an suv pulls up and its his father. He seemed out of it and had no reaction.
which was good because the last thing I needed was a screaming irratic parent. The medics take over and I beging to talk to the cops. I tell them what happened and we walk over to my car. Thats when I see a dent on my door and flesh meat and blood right the the corner. I initially thought his cut his throat with the handle bars on his bike, but his throat his right at the edge of my door a cut a main artery.
The medics take him away and I try to get the fathers number so I can know if the kid made it but he seemed so out of it.
they leave and about 10mins later a guy pulls up. He said he was the boyfriend of the kids sister. He said the kids parents got into a fight, the kid ran out the house and thats when he my car. The whole situation was so ****** up and his parents seemed like pieces of ****. Hos mother didnt even show up and she was who I spoke to on the phone. The father just stood around like his son scraped his knee or something. An hour later after cleaning blood of my shoes and shirt, we went out as planned. I hope this was a lesson to his parents for real. Dont fight in front of your kids cause it affects them so much. And who would of thought because of that, their son would be close to death a few minutes later.
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Right where his neck hit
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which was good because the last thing I needed was a screaming irratic parent. The medics take over and I beging to talk to the cops. I tell them what happened and we walk over to my car. Thats when I see a dent on my door and flesh meat and blood right the the corner. I initially thought his cut his throat with the handle bars on his bike, but his throat his right at the edge of my door a cut a main artery.
The medics take him away and I try to get the fathers number so I can know if the kid made it but he seemed so out of it.
they leave and about 10mins later a guy pulls up. He said he was the boyfriend of the kids sister. He said the kids parents got into a fight, the kid ran out the house and thats when he my car. The whole situation was so ****** up and his parents seemed like pieces of ****. Hos mother didnt even show up and she was who I spoke to on the phone. The father just stood around like his son scraped his knee or something. An hour later after cleaning blood of my shoes and shirt, we went out as planned. I hope this was a lesson to his parents for real. Dont fight in front of your kids cause it affects them so much. And who would of thought because of that, their son would be close to death a few minutes later.
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Right where his neck hit
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He hit so hard he dented my door
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