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This is a very short story based on an incident I saw a while back while waiting for a bus. This is not the actual events of that time.
The Incident
Every so often I come across something that disturbs me enough to stick in my mind for quite a while afterwards. An incident earlier today will no doubt be one of those times. I saw a mother with a young child, perhaps two or three years old. The child,a boy, was screaming as they walked down the street, and she was dragging him by the arm behind her, practically running down the road. The more she shouted at him to hurry up the more the child screamed and cried. I thought to myself that if she's in such a rush why doesn't she just pick up the child and keep going, it would undoubtedly be quicker in the end and far less upsetting for both mother and child. That wasn't what happened though.
The mother lost her hea with the child and screamed at him that if he didn't move she'd just leave him standing there and let a stranger come and take him away. You could see the panic come across the child's face. The mother tried to pull him along again but the boy wouldn't move at all now. The mother let go of his hand and called him a nuisance and said that she hadn't got time for this. She waved bye bye to her son and turned her back on him starting off down the road. The boy ran in his small strides after his mother but obviously couldn't catch up with her. The mother crossed a small street leading into a housing estate and turned to see her son running after her.
She stopped and held out her hand and told him to hurry once again. The boy looked so relieved he wasn't being left behind and ran with all his might to catch up with her. He ran off the footpath to cross over to her. Neither he or his mother saw the delivery van turning into the estate. The sound of the sickening thud was closely followed by the mothers' shrieks of shock. The ambulance came and the small crowd of people parted to let the paramedics through to the lifeless boy. He was taken away to the hospital A&E, most bystanders knowing from there he'd only be taken to the morgue.
The Incident
Every so often I come across something that disturbs me enough to stick in my mind for quite a while afterwards. An incident earlier today will no doubt be one of those times. I saw a mother with a young child, perhaps two or three years old. The child,a boy, was screaming as they walked down the street, and she was dragging him by the arm behind her, practically running down the road. The more she shouted at him to hurry up the more the child screamed and cried. I thought to myself that if she's in such a rush why doesn't she just pick up the child and keep going, it would undoubtedly be quicker in the end and far less upsetting for both mother and child. That wasn't what happened though.
The mother lost her hea with the child and screamed at him that if he didn't move she'd just leave him standing there and let a stranger come and take him away. You could see the panic come across the child's face. The mother tried to pull him along again but the boy wouldn't move at all now. The mother let go of his hand and called him a nuisance and said that she hadn't got time for this. She waved bye bye to her son and turned her back on him starting off down the road. The boy ran in his small strides after his mother but obviously couldn't catch up with her. The mother crossed a small street leading into a housing estate and turned to see her son running after her.
She stopped and held out her hand and told him to hurry once again. The boy looked so relieved he wasn't being left behind and ran with all his might to catch up with her. He ran off the footpath to cross over to her. Neither he or his mother saw the delivery van turning into the estate. The sound of the sickening thud was closely followed by the mothers' shrieks of shock. The ambulance came and the small crowd of people parted to let the paramedics through to the lifeless boy. He was taken away to the hospital A&E, most bystanders knowing from there he'd only be taken to the morgue.
And before you say it no I wasn't willing to risk my life despite standing only a few metres away from it all.
So a true life story then? All while waiting for a bus? Wow.
I had an incident once where a small (but plup) kid with his Sony Walkman was approached by two skinheads on bikes.... they taunted him to fight, and while he repeatedly said no, they just shouted louder....anyway, eventually they just trodden on his headphones and nicked his Walkman.
I had an incident once where a small (but plup) kid with his Sony Walkman was approached by two skinheads on bikes.... they taunted him to fight, and while he repeatedly said no, they just shouted louder....anyway, eventually they just trodden on his headphones and nicked his Walkman.
This is a very short story based on an incident I saw a while back while waiting for a bus. This is not the actual events of that time.
The Incident
Every so often I come across something that disturbs me enough to stick in my mind for quite a while afterwards. An incident earlier today will no doubt be one of those times. I saw a mother with a young child, perhaps two or three years old. The child,a boy, was screaming as they walked down the street, and she was dragging him by the arm behind her, practically running down the road. The more she shouted at him to hurry up the more the child screamed and cried. I thought to myself that if she's in such a rush why doesn't she just pick up the child and keep going, it would undoubtedly be quicker in the end and far less upsetting for both mother and child. That wasn't what happened though.
The mother lost her hea with the child and screamed at him that if he didn't move she'd just leave him standing there and let a stranger come and take him away. You could see the panic come across the child's face. The mother tried to pull him along again but the boy wouldn't move at all now. The mother let go of his hand and called him a nuisance and said that she hadn't got time for this. She waved bye bye to her son and turned her back on him starting off down the road. The boy ran in his small strides after his mother but obviously couldn't catch up with her. The mother crossed a small street leading into a housing estate and turned to see her son running after her.
She stopped and held out her hand and told him to hurry once again. The boy looked so relieved he wasn't being left behind and ran with all his might to catch up with her. He ran off the footpath to cross over to her. Neither he or his mother saw the delivery van turning into the estate. The sound of the sickening thud was closely followed by the mothers' shrieks of shock. The ambulance came and the small crowd of people parted to let the paramedics through to the lifeless boy. He was taken away to the hospital A&E, most bystanders knowing from there he'd only be taken to the morgue.
The Incident
Every so often I come across something that disturbs me enough to stick in my mind for quite a while afterwards. An incident earlier today will no doubt be one of those times. I saw a mother with a young child, perhaps two or three years old. The child,a boy, was screaming as they walked down the street, and she was dragging him by the arm behind her, practically running down the road. The more she shouted at him to hurry up the more the child screamed and cried. I thought to myself that if she's in such a rush why doesn't she just pick up the child and keep going, it would undoubtedly be quicker in the end and far less upsetting for both mother and child. That wasn't what happened though.
The mother lost her hea with the child and screamed at him that if he didn't move she'd just leave him standing there and let a stranger come and take him away. You could see the panic come across the child's face. The mother tried to pull him along again but the boy wouldn't move at all now. The mother let go of his hand and called him a nuisance and said that she hadn't got time for this. She waved bye bye to her son and turned her back on him starting off down the road. The boy ran in his small strides after his mother but obviously couldn't catch up with her. The mother crossed a small street leading into a housing estate and turned to see her son running after her.
She stopped and held out her hand and told him to hurry once again. The boy looked so relieved he wasn't being left behind and ran with all his might to catch up with her. He ran off the footpath to cross over to her. Neither he or his mother saw the delivery van turning into the estate. The sound of the sickening thud was closely followed by the mothers' shrieks of shock. The ambulance came and the small crowd of people parted to let the paramedics through to the lifeless boy. He was taken away to the hospital A&E, most bystanders knowing from there he'd only be taken to the morgue.