Facts About MOI!!

"I got run over by bicycles @ 4."

You probably don't know what I mean by at 4. I don't mean the time, I mean the age. Yes, I was four when I got run over by bicycles. My family and I were living in U.A.E. (United Arab Emirates). One day we were going to the beach. But there was this little road area for bicycles and roller blades. My mom told one of my older siblings to hold me as I walked across it, but no one did.

I didn't know what happened, I just saw bicycles and people roller blading come my way. Then one of the guys didn't see me (I was really small back then, I'm still small though) and his bicycle and I crashed. I started crying my eyeballs out. He apologized, and helped me up. My mom started yelling at my siblings. My mom took my hand, and walked me to this little cement wall blocking the beach sand from the concrete. She helped me sit on it.

After a while of just sniffling and balling my eyes out. The guy that ran me over came up to my mom and I. He apologized again, and asked my mom if he could buy me something to make me feel better. My mother said it wasn't necessary. He left, but then he came back, except this time he was holding a bag full of junk food: juice, chips, candy, and other stuff. He handed it to me, and I thanked him. He smiled and walked away.

My siblings tried to convince me to give them some, but I was oblivious at the time. My mom came to my rescue, and shooed them away. God bless your soul, mommy.

You're probably wondering how I remember this if I was only just a kid. Well, I have a great memory. But sometimes I forget things, so what?? Everyone else forgets too.