Something Different

Greetings one, and all. Rex has offered me a spot as a writer on this blog, and I have accepted. If you cannot guess who this is; which is quite likely. Allow myself, to introuduce...myself.

I am Josh Shear, 15, native of Maryland. I know Rex quite well, to the degree of brother; and not in a homosexual way if that's what your thinking! Anyway, nothing fancy for today, just some shit I saw/heard yesterday.

...So my Thursday looked like it was going to end up like a typical Thursday for me. This consists of going to a local spot and hanging out with friends until around dinner time and heading home.

I was off in search of a nearby bathroom, when this event took place. After returning to the local store my friends and I were hanging at I was alerted that they had heard the sound of a engine gunning it really loudly.

Someone comes into the store to tell us that on the street nearest to the store, a motercycle had hit or was clipped by a car.

We all rushed out to see it; in retrospect I guess it just shows you how morbidly facsinated man is with death.

Upon getting to the nearby street, we are greeted by the sounds of a ambulance, and three police cars croweded around a body. Looking under one of the cars, I saw a blue Yamaha motercyle, smashed to pieces, with the lights dented, and the whole thing missing tiny pieces.

People were gathered all around the area; further illustrating the point I made eariler, but had yet to actually see in action. Cars were also passing by the accident scene, the people inside each one turned their heads to stare at the scene, before driving by, on the one lane that was allowed to stay open.

Anyway, the rider of the bike himself was in pretty rough shape if I do say so. When my friends and I had made it there, his clothes had already been torn off, and he was on a strecher.

They were using a defibrillator on him too. (For those of you that don't know what that is its the thing in movies you see people yelling "clear!" before shocking the person.)

His face was covered in blood, he had his eyes closed as well. I'm not sure if they were able to revive him, before deciding to put him on the ambulance.

We stayed where we were, watching the clean up of the scene. They went through the riders effects putting it into a biohazard bag. His backpack was also rifled through, it as well had a stripe of fresh blood going down it.

What sent a chill down my spine was seeing the clean up guys spreading blood killer substance down, in about a 20ft long streak; I couldn't see the streak from where I was standing to the side. I wonder if he's ok....

Also, the cure I've discovered are a cool band.