Tram accident

I was on the tram home reading a book.  Without a hint of what was coming, a car slammed into the window I was sitting next to.  The car, just like in the movies, crumpled like a big blue accordian.  For a few minutes we all clambered round the tram window as if we were looking at zoo exhibit.  Then after some confusion, the tram doors opened and we all climbed out like spiders.  Rounding the corner to look at the crash, I realised that the force of the collision was so great that the tram had been derailed. The car, too, was suffering a great deal of damage.  Somehow the car managed to get between the tram and a pole, and was wrapped around the pole like a piece of chewing gum. A man was screaming 'That's my son in there!' and other people were on their phones calling the ambulance.  I tried to see what was going on but it was raining and there were a lot of people so I stood back and tried not to get run over by traffic.  After some aimless standing, I decided to walk home.  As I left I realised that the man's five year old son had his legs stuck in the passenger seat.

I spent the evening being cooked for by a classmate.  I'm fine, although still a little shocked.  I think I may revisit this event a little bit later.