When I was 13 years old I witnessed an accident that would change my life forever (well I thought I saw an accident). I was walking towards a grocery store near my home, in Jamaica, when I saw a truck smashed into the cook house killing many people. Well, as you know, I was only 13 years old, I got very hysterical, and I ran home screaming because of what I had just witnessed, while trying to explain to my mother what I saw. Once my mother could understand all that I was trying to explain to her about the accident, my mother and I went back to the Cook House to see what had happened with regard to this accident. However, when we got to the Cook House, where I had seen the accident happened, we found that everything was okay - everything was in place - and there were no sign of an accident, nor had anyone died.