I am kind of worried to my daughter’s right eye. I hope the main eye didn’t hit on my friend’s car door. I was so sad when it happened as if I really didn’t want to go to the mall instead. I was kind of pissed inside and said if I only didn’t agree with my friend to go this wouldn’t have happened. It seemed her eye hasn’t affected just only the upper skin right below the eye-browe yet my mind is still feeling guilty, worried, mad at myself for agreeing to go. We could have just stayed home and Nicole’s eye must still be looked the same. When things happen like this I always blame myself. I just want to cry out and mad at my daughter too for being so hyperactive rushing opening car’s door. Blaming myself for not running towards her to watch her over. If only I could turn back time. I felt a lot better when we got inside the mall. I forgot the thing yet every time I look at my daughter I couldn’t help checking it over and over. My poor little girl. God knows how I am taking care of her well. I didn’t like her to be hurt physically even just a tiny cut I wouldn’t let that happen, yet if time would I just couldn’t say no. Sigh!