When I was 12 years old, I had a really terrible experience, I was
walking down the street drinking my milkshake and I began to run really quickly. When I turned over my right, I saw a car that suddenly ran over me, and I fainted. I felt very frightened. When I woke up my father was on his knees talking to me and crying. My parents took me to the hospital but I was OK. It was the worst experience of my childhood. Now I havent overcome my fears and when I cross the street I tend to run, I even feel very fearful about it.