4 years old, neighbor kid, 5, got run down crossing in front of our house after school, only broken arm. 5 years old, neighborhood boys were running a little fight club next to the school and would grab passing kids and surround them and force them to fight or get beat up anyway and my best friend decided to fight instead of take a few whacks from the bigger kids so I lost a friend that day and his mom of course called mine to find out why he was beat to crap. 5 years old, neighbor jumped the curb trying to run us over, cousin had flipped him the bird. 5 years, my brother and sister had gone to a special summer activity at school and I went down to walk with them on the way home. Half way back we hear a bunch of kids talking about this new clubhouse they built. 2 hours later we are dragging my drunk sister home. In the clubhouse was 2 preteen boys with stolen alcohol hoping to get some girls drunk. 6 years old, selling candy down the street, old man pulls me into his house, closes the door and kisses me, let me go only because I showed him my friend was waiting for me right in front of the house. It goes on but I am happy to be alive. Crap happens to some and others are just way luckier.