One time, when I was like 16, I had just started driving and I drove by this club house and there was a guy in the front yard... and older black male... and as I drove past he sort of grabbed at his chest and fell to his knees.
I thought it was odd but I was young and didn't know much so I didn't turn around.
To this day I wonder if I saw it right, and wonder if that guy died of a heart attack that day. I wonder if I could have saved him but didn't...
It sort of haunts me but I don't let it get me down... I was new to the world and I didn't know much. I would never do that now... I'm older, wiser, and much more brave.