helplessness…

I just witnessed one of the most gruesome accidents yesterday… I was on my way to work, when a girl running across the street was hit by a taxi speeding by… it’s hard to tell who’s fault it was, but the girl went flying in the air, bounced of the hood of the car and then landed on the road. She was laying there convulsing on the ground, blood pouring from her mouth – I think even from her nose and eyes – and gasping for air. Her friend, or maybe sister, was running around, screaming, crying and looking for help.  We were one of the nearest ones there but my taxi refused to stop. By the time I got him to stop, others had already run over to the girl – she couldn’t have been more than 15 or 16 – and were trying to put her into the taxi by dragging her by her arms and legs and maybe doing more damage.  To be honest, I have no idea what I would have been able to do if we had stopped right away.  There is no such thing as 911 here and I don’t know any of the hospitals here.  I don’t think I have ever directly seen someone in so much pain as she looked like she was in – it nearly brought tears to my eyes and still does when I think about… I have no idea what happened to her, or if she received the medical treatment she needed, but considering the area we were in, it isn’t likely… Definitely makes you feel helpless…