_Bishop
It was a Thursday night, as always , the simpson street of Misty creek was as silent as a grave yard; and I was having my usual, cold coffee with some buttercup flavour cake, I was already in my dream world.
Then it happened, the siren of an ambulance filled the air as it raced down the road at 11pm. I ran out to see what was going on.
I began hearing rumors of a hit and run and as I rushed to the scene, and to my uttermost surprise, I watched them lift my best friend into an ambulance.
Then I thought " I should have never left her."