When I was young, I saw a girl when I was little she looked cute ^-^, Her name was Makala, when I was hanging around with Makala with our bikes, and then ….. well a car came really fast we were on the street having fun, …… but the driver was drunk and the car so fast I could not tell here to ….. move …… on time ……. and the car hit Makala …… and . . . . . . (sign) and ran Makala head over ….. in front of me and ……. I stood there frozen . . . . for about 10 min. max my mom came running to me and hugged me and she said . . . . (Mother) –> (Don’t worry it’s not your fault everything is going to be ok) I said (Me) –> (no it won’t I let Makala die) . . . . . I started to cry (Mother) –> (at least she wont be suffering any more) with tears coming out from my mother . . . . . . Then her mom came up too me and said with tears (Makala Mother) –> ( Its not your fault ok . . . she . . . . . she will be meeting with jesus very soon . . . I just no it . . . . . ) Then we had her funeral and what haunts me is I still fell guilty. . . . and I . . . . I just don’t know what too do . . . ( big sign ) can anybody give me any adivce . . . . just anything (;_;)