Padd Solutions

He was lying there, and all I could think about was tangled up on the insides of my head.However it had nothing to do with my curiosity of the exact events that led him to lie there in the middle of the street. His breaths became shorter and faster.As did mine.All I could really think about, instead of what happened that caused this, was the connection I felt I had with this quadruped on the road, I suddenly felt the sadness of everyone around me, and maybe even his. His veins had become his prison, still pumping fuel into the machine, not letting him escape. His whole body twitched. The blood seeped through his ears, and down through his nose, his breaths shorter and faster. I couldnt believe it. I had no reason too, I was sleepy, and not at all happy because of previous situations that morning.As the light turned green, I stared through the mirror to catch another glimpse of what would now probably bee a corpse, even though I promised my self it was too cruel an image to look at again. He was nowhere to be found. I thought maybe another car had run over him, or maybe I was imagining things, which would be highly unlikely since I could see it clearly.I drove along trying to forget, because I had no reason to go back to what had happened.