it was October 13, 2012
we were on our way back home. it was 11:00 at night. Ronan was sick and crying. he had a fever but my aunt woke him up to me up. it was just done raining. we were going over a bridge. and Ronan started to cry. my aunt turn around to try to calm him down. but during this we started to swerve into the next lane. I was focused on Ronan and when I looked back I saw the head lights of an eighteen-wheeler. I screamed my aunt's name. she turned back and just turned the wheel. she jurked the wheel and we rolled. down a hill. I hit my head but I'm pretty sure we rolled 10 times. when I came too we were upside down. there was blood running down my face. it blinded me I could barely see. I turn my neck as much as I could to look at my aunt. she hung right next to me. her hands hung down and eyes shut I called her name but she didn't answer. so I looked forward and hope someone would come soon. then I realized the crying had stopped Ronan wasn't crying. and I new he would have been crying. I panicked.....struggled move as much as I could I went crazy try to see. I looked over to see to be sure he was ok. but when I looked to the back seat where Ronans car seat was or.........where it had been. it was gone the whole seat. I screamed as loud as I could. I screamed like some was torturing me. I hears the police sirens but I could see the lights the blood from the slashes in my neck were still bleeding and I was about to let go. I was losing a lot of blood. I passed out when I saw a figure of what I thought to be a man. I woke up in the hospital. I turned and saw my mom in the chair next to me. she looked at me and said your up. I looked at her and asked where was Ronan. she changed the subject and said there letting me out on Sunday. I asked again. and again. and again. until she finally told me.....when the put me in the ambulance I came to and screamed where is he where is Ronan. so they sent a policeman to go find him. they wouldn't let me see him. they said that the policeman that found him needed sociological help. and I've never seen him again. on Sunday when I went home I still wasn't talking. my mom and I or well my mom was eating and I just blurted out I'm going to school. she didn't want me to but I did and acted like nothing happened. I thought that if I just acted like nothing happened then I'll just forget but it's been about a year and I'm still not I will never forgive my self. I'm so sorry Ronan.
