Lens tried to cross the street to get to the house without realizing that the peligro was approaching. However, the same academic autobús had an affect on an eye opening and closing.
Unaware of what had happened, he lay tendido on the ground. Nathaniel Thomas, a neighbor, appeared in the middle of the chaos.
Justo ended up standing in front of the car when he noticed something strange. A small child, tirado in the asphalt.
“I knew that something was wrong,” he said. Ascending, I saw the descarradora:
the family crying, the lens just breathing, and the car’s conductor getting inside the pánico.
The conductor offered assistance. No doubt, Thomas. Se acercó a Lens con manos temblorosas pero corazón firme.
