I was almost home from work today when I heard a very small bang in the very back of my car today. I looked in my rearview mirror and my heart started racing and I got sick to my stomach right away. I seen an older teen sitting on the road and his bike next to him.
I immediately pulled over, grabbed my purse (for my phone) and ran to him. By the time I got to him he was getting his bike and trying to leave. I made him come to the side of the road and kept asking him to sit down. He refused. He ran right into the very back corner of me. We creep down our road as it is because we have a lot of woods and corners w/ woods that you cannot see if someone is coming out the crossroads. There are dirt jumps in the woods and a lot of kids ride their bikes in this area and come full speed into the road w/o any attempt to stop. Anyhow he didn't see me coming down the road (I did not see him because of the woods that are right up to the road/intersection) and he came through the intersection full speed on his bmx bike and ran into the very back part of my car. He just clipped the very back corner, which is probably what saved him from any real injury.
I kept saying "honey are you okay..." he was looking at me like I had 2 heads for calling him "honey" so many times, but I was so upset. I told him I was going to call an ambulance...he refused....I told him I was going to call the cops...he got scared....told me he was fine and was leaving (I think he was 17-18 yrs old). I told him I didn't think that was a good idea...he insisted he was fine and HE WAS LEAVING. I asked for his # told him I wanted to call his parents...he refused to tell me his name, #, where he lived. I asked if I could give him a ride home at least...he said no......I kept asking over and over if I could call the ambulance/police/his parents. He finally said--- I'm fine...I just want to keep going okay. I was so upset he just left me standing there and he left. I didn't know what to do...so I went home (about 5 more blocks up the road) to get my husband.
He told me there was nothing I could do. He said the kid was old enough and made it clear he was fine and was not going to stick around. He seemed fine, though he did have a small brush burn on his arm. I was so upset, I made my husband take me to the police station so I could tell them what happened. I did not want this kid to go home and his parents to think that some heartless jerk did this. The cop looked at me like I was nuts. They were like did you stop...I said yes...I told them I kept offering to call the cops/ambulance/his parents...and he refused. They asked if I knew his name or anything else and I said no he refused. They asked why I was there...did my car have damage? I told them it has a super small scratch, and but that wasn't my concern...I just didn't know what else to do. They took my info and said that there was nothing they could do, but if someone called, they'd let me know.
I just feel awful...like I shouldn't of asked to call the ambulance...I should of just done it. However, I don't think the kid would of stuck around...he was fixing to get out of there. I don't know why....the only thing I could think was that he was afraid he'd get into trouble????? I just cannot stop thinking about it.
I immediately pulled over, grabbed my purse (for my phone) and ran to him. By the time I got to him he was getting his bike and trying to leave. I made him come to the side of the road and kept asking him to sit down. He refused. He ran right into the very back corner of me. We creep down our road as it is because we have a lot of woods and corners w/ woods that you cannot see if someone is coming out the crossroads. There are dirt jumps in the woods and a lot of kids ride their bikes in this area and come full speed into the road w/o any attempt to stop. Anyhow he didn't see me coming down the road (I did not see him because of the woods that are right up to the road/intersection) and he came through the intersection full speed on his bmx bike and ran into the very back part of my car. He just clipped the very back corner, which is probably what saved him from any real injury.
I kept saying "honey are you okay..." he was looking at me like I had 2 heads for calling him "honey" so many times, but I was so upset. I told him I was going to call an ambulance...he refused....I told him I was going to call the cops...he got scared....told me he was fine and was leaving (I think he was 17-18 yrs old). I told him I didn't think that was a good idea...he insisted he was fine and HE WAS LEAVING. I asked for his # told him I wanted to call his parents...he refused to tell me his name, #, where he lived. I asked if I could give him a ride home at least...he said no......I kept asking over and over if I could call the ambulance/police/his parents. He finally said--- I'm fine...I just want to keep going okay. I was so upset he just left me standing there and he left. I didn't know what to do...so I went home (about 5 more blocks up the road) to get my husband.
He told me there was nothing I could do. He said the kid was old enough and made it clear he was fine and was not going to stick around. He seemed fine, though he did have a small brush burn on his arm. I was so upset, I made my husband take me to the police station so I could tell them what happened. I did not want this kid to go home and his parents to think that some heartless jerk did this. The cop looked at me like I was nuts. They were like did you stop...I said yes...I told them I kept offering to call the cops/ambulance/his parents...and he refused. They asked if I knew his name or anything else and I said no he refused. They asked why I was there...did my car have damage? I told them it has a super small scratch, and but that wasn't my concern...I just didn't know what else to do. They took my info and said that there was nothing they could do, but if someone called, they'd let me know.
I just feel awful...like I shouldn't of asked to call the ambulance...I should of just done it. However, I don't think the kid would of stuck around...he was fixing to get out of there. I don't know why....the only thing I could think was that he was afraid he'd get into trouble????? I just cannot stop thinking about it.
We didn't want to get him in trouble, just wanted to make sure he was okay. I know how you feel. 
But at the same time, if you've been that age, and done something dumb, you just want to be left alone, kwim?
gosh it was late for me. you did the right thing then!!!
@ me 
