Today on my drive home, I came upon a single car car accident with one person involved. The kid that was driving was about sixteen or so and had been ejected from the car. He was laying about ten or so feet from the car itself as I walked down to him. As I got close to his side I knelt down and started doing what I could. Some of you know that I have worked for ten years in emergency services (Police/Fire Rescue) and admit that I know how to "save lives". I was doing what I could for this kid, but I knew the situation was quite grim and that he was in critical condition. Throughout all of this, I remained very calm and collected because I knew that this kid was likely able to hear and understand everything that was going on around him. I could not let him know I was nervous or scared. I had to remain calm for him. Although he never spoke one word during the entire time I was with him, he was staring at me intently. I was talking to him and trying my best to reassure him that all would be ok. Then, in a moments notice, his stare went to a blank gaze and a long breath left his lungs. I called out to him and there was nothing. No reply, no movement. I instantly knew that he had passed away. To confirm, I checked his pulse and there was none. This young kid was laying between my knees and the fight was too much to bear. Tears welled up in my eyes and I questioned myself in my mind (as we all would) as to if there was anything more that I could have done to keep him here. I knew I could not have done anything, but I still wondered. I gently shut his open eyes so he could rest in peace. As the sirens grew louder and closer, I was still trying and hoping for a miracle. Then a police officer that I know from patrol came down to assist. He looked at me and asked how bad and I simply told him that he was gone. As I said those words my tears could not have been more obvious because they were rolling down my cheeks at this point! My friend brought me a blanket and I gave the kid the peace and dignity that he deserved. As I covered his head I said a simple little prayer for him. The police officer, my friend asked me if I was ok and simply told me Thank You!!.. Thank You?? Why tell me thank you?? I deserved no thanks that day. I did what I was placed on this earth to do that day. I simply followed the plan and the path that was set forth for me. There are a few things that I realized on that day!! That day was not a day that I ran a bad wreck! It was not a day when I saw a kid die! This was the day that I was placed in the right place at the right time because God gave me the knowledge to do what I could, medically, but more than this - I was placed in this situation so that kid did not have to die alone. Because I was there, he had someone there as he passed away. I thank God for allowing me to be there.. I only pray that my actions and kindness allowed some of his fear to be lessened. Even though I did not know him, I will never forget him! Rest in peace young man!!