I was 17 years old when this happened, It was around the mid of august, and I barely came out of work with my sister that day (at Carl’s Jr ); Whenever i take the evening shift, I always end up leaving at around 12 at midnight. So my sister and I got into the car; I drove that night to our house. Whenever I drive I always like to listen to loud music and try to sing along, which is bad for me because I am not putting all of my attention into the road. While driving on E 56th avenue for a split second I noticed a figure in the street, It looked like a roundish brown figure, so I thought that it was probably trash that someone threw out the window. I decided to drive above it, and that's when my sister tells me, “Why did you run over that Perry
