Charlie's POV.
As I screamed as loud as I could, all I could hear was the noise of sirens, and cries for help. I tried to move, but my legs were jello. I opened my eyes and looked around me. There were about 3 dozen people all around, most were crying. I stood up going slowly, and walked over to one of the police men.
"What happened?" I asked him. He said nothing, and continued looking at a notepad he had in his hand. I tapped him on the shoulder, & he didn't seem moved. "HELLO?!" I shouted in his ear. He shivered, & walked away to go talk to a family of 3. I continued walking around the crime scene. There were pieces of cars I've never even seen before lying all around the ground. I looked around at the faces of the people, recognizing only a few. As I carried on scanning my surroundings, something caught my eye. I moved closer to what seemed to be a body, and kneeled down. I looked around at what I could use to help this man laying face down on the pavement. I studied his body; 'I have that same shirt' I thought to myself. 'and those pants, and come to think of it those shoes too.' I thought long and hard about how I was going to help this man without hurting him even more. As I was about to grab his waist to turn him over on his back, my hand slipped right through his body. Wha-wha-what is this.. what's going on. I tried once again to turn him over, but once again my hand slipped through him. I tried grabbing his hand this time, but before I could a police man came over to where I was kneeling.
"WE GOT ANOTHER ONE!" He shouted at the bystanders, and other police men. More police men, started walking over to where we were. A younger police man walked closer to us, kneeling down right next to me. He had dark brown hair, was muscular, and was wearing his police uniform which made his arms look even bigger. 'Mm, i would tap that.' I thought to myself, looking at his ass. His uniform read Officer Davis. I kept a mental note to remember that name. Officer Davis started to turn the man over, and help him to his back, but it looked as if this man was already gone. When he turned him on his back, and I looked over at the lifeless man. I realized this was me they were touching. This is me they were all surrounding. This is me, laying on that cold pavement. Dead.
