Death Passed - Short story

There are several things I hated, but what I hate the most being an adult is traffic on my way back home. 

Who wants that, what all want is an anywhere door for that prime time rush. 

It was not my fault, it was not my time. I was at a wrong place at a wrong time. Such Accidents happens!

At 6:30, I packed my stuff from my desk, prepared to leave. I felt shivers over my body, I didn't paid attention, I needed to. 

I waited for my Ride back home, but after a while i felt tired of waiting. I walked a little ahead, keeping a check for vehicle at the same time. 

There was a shop, which called attention since the day I saw it. Grey shutters which never let anyone have a peek inside were opened today. Something moving was about that shop, I crossed the road to reach there willing to have a tea time. 

Some child suddenly ran without looking at vehicles while passing the road. All people were horrified, all eyes were on the child.I knew that child, there was a resemblance and my heart responded to it. A moment passed, My heart started beating faster, when I realised I paused in the middle of the road and those horrified eyes turned to me. There was no sound of any coming vehicle, the road was still empty. I was the one unsure to cross the short distance. I was shivering, chills were moving down the length of my arms. Someone was calling me.

A magnetic force pinned me to the road. I was struck. I saw a big light coming towards me. The light covered the entire space, it was a big vehicle. I lost my ability to listen, to shout, to hear.......

...... that's all I remember.