Sami’s P.O.V
18 years ago
“Sami, are you OK?” I looked over my shoulder, as I heard a familiar voice call out to me, turning myself around to see how Jason walked over towards me as tears were still rolling down my cheeks. I was standing next to the sidewalk, as my bicycle was still lying on the ground next to me. My hands were scraped and one of my knees was bleeding from my fall. My backpack was lying on the floor as well. I quickly wiped away my tears with the back of my hand, as I nodded my head. Feeling more ashamed than anything at that moment.
“Yeah. I’m fine. I fell.” I hiccuped the words into little sobs, wanting to be a big girl that didn’t cry because she had fallen from her bike from her ride home after school.
“Let me help you.” Jason spoke as he leaned down and picked
