The siren stopped right in front of me. I looked up from the ground. The police are here.
My earth-shaking cries decreased to little sobs. People started crowding around me, asking questions like," Little girl, what's your name?" or things like,"Did you see what happened?"
Ugh, I hate it when people talks to me when I'm annoyed.
I stood up and tried to walk away from the crowd.
A firm hand grabbed me on the shoulder. I turned around to face whoever it is.
"Yes?" I said, annoyed.
"Hi, this is the police. Are you, by any chance, involved in this car crash? It seems like you are deeply upset after seeing this incident." the man in black asked," We might need you to come to the police station."
That sentence took a few second to sink into my brain. OMG, did he just told me to go to the police station? Does that mean that I'm a suspect for the car crash now? And wait a sec...where did Charlotte go?!
I tried to find Charlotte through the sea of people. No luck.
The police cleared his throat," Excuse me madame, I'm pretty sure the person you are looking for is now in the hospital. She kept crying like you did and was screaming and pointing at the bloody street hysterically."
"You mean Charlotte?" I wheeled around to look at the police.
"I do not know who Charlotte is, but I do know that a semi-crazy person was sent to the hospital after seeing this. She refused to describe what happened. If you start acting crazy, you might as well be sent to the hospital," the police replied.
"Fine, I will go to the police station with you, but right after I phone my parents and um.. explain what happened."
I doubt that my parents will believe me, but I'll try anyways, I thought to myself.
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