Her name was Sydney. Sydney was crossing the street on the crosswalk when a car slammed into her and knocked her over.
A news clip on Sydney:
http://abclocal.go.com/kabc/story?section=news/local/orange_county&id=7766206
This crosswalk is not even a block away from our house. We use it to go to the park across the street all the time.
We had always been extra careful when we crossed it because this street is almost always busy, and there are lots of cars hurrying somewhere at any time of the day.
The intersection just before this crosswalk is extremely accident-bounded. We don't know how many accidents we have witnessed since we moved here 8 years ago.
We knew how dangerous crossing the street there for a long time, and so did our neighbors.
Some of them had requested the city to add safety measures such as visible signs or lights so the drivers could see people crossing the street.
Did the city do anything? We haven't seen any change.
Currently we see many posters that say "Slow Down" made by the students from the high school that Sydney went to posted around the crosswalk, however, unfortunately they are not visible once it's dark.
When I heard about the accident, I thought "it takes a life for them to add signs?".
Maybe one life is not enough.
We humans are the stupidest and most cruel animals among all of the species in this world.
We kill for our greed, for our grudges, and to daydream while driving.
I look at the dogs and always wonder,
Why do you guys even like us?
We are the worst kind for you to count on.
You should never trust us.
For us, your friends are getting killed everyday.
Why do you like us????
Last Sunday there was a donation car-wash and bake sale near the high school Sydney went to.
Looked like so many people were trying to help raise money for Sydney's parents to pay for the medical expenses.
We went to the bake sale and made a donation.
The medical bills can be paid. Sydney will never come back.
Is there anything that's more unfortunate than not knowing anything else but to love and trust humans?
It hurts to see your trusting eyes. Always.
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