As the accident happen it was like a spot light was on it. Everyone turned their heads straight towards it. Their face changed with every glance. Some look worried, some disgusted with the situation, and some actually looked a lil remorseful. You could see the area of the accident being cover with spot by spot wondering if it was ever going to end. Cars were slowing to see what was happening, only to cause traffic. It was just too hard to look at anything else. Impossible even
The smell was very foul, im guessing from the leakage.It smell almost sickening and the wind would blow it right in your face. It was strong and could burn your nose if you inhaled too hard. It almost made me sick. The mixture of the smell and the taste of hot cocoa wouldve been deadly. The accident wasnt the only thing they wouldve seen. My lunch was going to be everywhere but i was able to keep my composure. I had to see what was going on. This was going to be a memory Id never forget.
I could feel the cold air creeping up. It was mid December so you know the air was cold. Our surroundings were pretty noisy. Dogs barking, the sounds of cars passing and people hit their squeaky breaks. Kids crying, probably because their mom wasnt paying them no attention, and all the ooos and awws that was referred to the accident. Then Right there in front of our very eyes, a homeless man holding a sign saying hungry, plz anything countz, peed on himself. Nobody could believe it as the spot in his gray sweat pants got bigger. As the foul smell started to seap. When the taste in my mouth and the smell combined to make me sick, and the sounds of the different reactions surrounded me.
I couldnt help feel sorry for the man. He looked like he hadnt eaten in days, nor would he had tried if i wouldve given him some money. He couldve been a crack head or wine-o of the sort. Still the mater of fact was i had to help this man in some kind of way. I started digging in my backseat of my car. To find exactly what I was looking for, My sweats from practice. I went and gave them to him. I let him know it was ok to take them. Maybe if it wasnt 30 degrees outside I wouldnt have given him the pants. But hey, the only thing worst then warm piss on your ass, is cold piss.