Last Friday morning I was waiting at the bus stop with a group of fellow students for our school transportation, it was a comfortably warm morning, quiet. Now this bus stop is placed right next to a main road through our neighborhood, so it's not a rare occurrence when someone zooms by in an effort to get to their job on time.
So when a white SUV pulls up onto our street, screeching loudly as he turns onto the section of road that represents our bus stop. I, nor anyone else, was too impressed or moved to pay attention.
The car slowed in front of a girl that I recognized, but wasn't familiar with, I saw a hand point at the girl but didn't hear if anything was said, I assumed that it might be one of the girls parents, the hand was withdrawn, and the SUV drove forward a bit further.
When the driver suddenly jumped out of the car it was obvious that he couldn't be that girls father, made even more obvious when he began to pummel one of the guys waiting for the bus, that wasn't too impressive either, the punches looked so weak that the possibility that they might just be playing around crossed my mind.
The girl that the SUV owner had pointed at came up to me, suggested that we move up the street, which was out of view from the fight, and began to talk to me about her backpack, the classes she was taking, and offering me lotion; all the while the fight continued.
It occurred to me that the two fighting young men may not simply be roughhousing, and when I asked the girl what she thought, she replied that she 'knows both the guys', that 'they are crazy' and that one of them has just became a dad.
At this point the group of kids had broken up the fight, and the SUV owner hopped back into his car.
As he turned around in the street his two side tires nearly got stuck in the deep ditches on either side of the road.
As soon as he was out of the ditches and slammed the gas and DROVE RIGHT AT THE GROUP OF KIDS, not just the kid he had attacked, but the rest of them as well,I only saw one of them come into contact with the car, and I hauled ass. As I ran to hide behind something solid, I noticed the the other kids seemed frozen where they were, I yelled to them "FUCKING MOVE! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL HE'S ON!" I grabbed my friend by her hoodie and pulled her after me, hopeing to find something solid to hide behind.
The kids scattered, and he backed up, AND TRIED AGAIN, he went so fast that his car flew OVER the ditch and into the bushes on the other side.
This was the last thing I saw, my friend and I squatted behind a large van in one of my neighbors driveways, it seemed only moments later that the bus pulled up, The SUV was no where to be found.
We all ran to the bus, quickly sitting down so the driver could leave, I recounted what had happened to the bus driver, and called my dad with my cellphone to call the police.
Later that day the princible called me in to tell HIM what happened, and I did, he told me that he knew who had done it, but nothing could be done unless someone pressed charges, someone who had been there.
None of the other kids at my bus stop were willing to, not even the kid that I saw get hit.
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