I remember that day like it was yesterday. One of the worst days of my life. It was a Sunday noon. I had just come back from the bureau and had closed a case which I must admit was quite tricky and was therefore in a bit of a good mood. I strolled across the zebra crossing on Kumijistraße and immediately had a view of the supermarket on the other side of the street, which I then walked comfortably towards. Suddenly I heard someone calling me and turned around.
A squeaking noise made me grimace and I looked towards the street, hoping to see someone who had called me. But all I saw was a leaning car, people standing around it and a person lying in front of the car. I walked closer and saw my best friend get hit by the car. I quickly ran to her, knelt down and turned her over on my lap. Her blood was smeared on my hands, T-shirt and face and brown hair, and there were bruises in places.She looked at me with her beautiful green eyes that were filled with tears and conveyed the pain she was feeling.

I was trembling all over and couldn't stop it. I was terrified that I might lose her. I shook her and talked to her to keep her awake.
"Heiji?" She said then in her weak voice.
"Yes, it's me. Everything will be fine, Kazuha.", I answered her hastily with a little doubt.

"Heiji, I just wanted ...", she started, but I lightly touched her lips with my index finger so that she stopped talking and whispered:
"Psst, keep calm. It's okay. The ambulance is coming soon."
"My eyes are so heavy. I'm tired," she said again and tried to close her eyes. Startled, I shook it again and said:
"Kazuha, stay awake, please !! You mustn't fall asleep. Please !!! I need you." At that moment the ambulance came and the paramedics took Kazuha from me and then transported her to the ambulance on the stretcher.Looking a little confused, I got up and watched the ambulance until it turned a corner.
A moment later, a man came up to me, slightly shorter, black hair and glasses, probably something like a salesman. He was a bit confused and stuttered:
"I ... didn't ... see her. She came ... suddenly running onto the ... street. I'm ... I'm ... sorry!"
Unexpectedly, I felt angry and looked at the man grimly. He took a few steps back when I screamed
"Do you think 'I'm sorry' Is everything done? What were you doing in the car? Slept?"
I had already stretched my fist up until I said to myself that there was no point and let it sink down slowly, but still tense and with anger in my stomach. He ran away scared and I tried to calm down. Now all the things that could happen to Kazuha came to my mind. But I didn't want to think about the worst. What should I do if she ... dies?Tears shot into my eyes in a flash, which I wiped away immediately. I couldn't start crying in front of all the people.