It should have been an easy and quick drive to my school for my kindergarten parent teacher interview, but everything went wrong. I can’t quite remember everything and some of the details are fuzzy, like an old dream. I do know it was in September 2006 and I was 5 years old. My dad, my mom and I were in my dad’s truck on our way to my kindergarten parent teacher interview. I remember feeling excited to show my parents my classroom and to see my teacher Madam Prior. We were sitting at a red light on the road about 2 cars back, when my mom started talking about a pedestrian at the corner and how he wasn’t looking up and about a truck turning when it shouldn’t be. I remember stretching my neck to see out the window so I could see the pedestrian