Is My House The Location For Accidents?

Kay, the other night, some dumbass girl was across the street screaming.
Like, bloody murder screaming.
I got out of the shower, heard something before I went into my room, and looked outside.
I saw a girl on the ground across the street screaming for help as if she was dying.

So, mom and John go out and check on her to see what's going on, right?
They come back like 4 minutes later and I hear her saying "Please don't call the cops. PLEASE."
And they didn't.
But here's what happened:
the girl was high on SOMETHING. If I had to guess, it was probably a hard drug or a really bad shroom trip. Dumbass motherfucking people dude.



Then today!
My brother came down yesterday as a surprise!
And me, him and his friend Trevor were gonna go hike up to North Sister over the lava flows. But as I was on the phone with Kyle, he told me I shouldn't go, but stopped mid-sentence saying that someone got hit. That occurred right as I heard a car screech.
Yeah. RIGHT outside my house, someone got hit by a car. I go home and there's a police officer right outside. Awesome.

What's next, Sisters? haha.