My Grandmother, mother, and I were all walking around in Florida the other day, you know, going to all of the gift shops, getting tans, and somthing horrible happened and I can't stop thinking about it. There was this boy who was crossing the street, who was not on a crosswalk, and was hit by a car. He flew about 3 of 4 feet when the car hit him. It was a horrible site, people started crowding around him and calling the police and eveything. He got knocked out, but he lived. And now I can't stop thinking about it and feeling miserable. I just can't believe I was right there. I wish a wasn't.
You'll probably never forget it, but your brain will learn to deal with it fairly soon.
But anyway... Your feelings are normal, but if they start disrupting your life, like having nightmares or flashbacks, it could benefit you to see a counselor about it.
The world is a horrifically violent place. I remember the first time i saw a young man being stabbed to death by another young man. It is so different to television, I was in shock for days. But now that i have seen so much, i am in some ways desensitised.
Get used to witnessing suffering now. It is never in short supply
If you consider the minor scale of what happens ever day, thousands of people are hit by cars. A fair percentage of those people die. Each day, hundreds of thousands of animals die. And yet, we're one planet in the midst of quadrillions of nearby planets. The universe is enormous and the end result is that we're all insignificant. Logically, the death of the most famous person or least famous person on this planet wouldn't send the slightest shiver down the spine of the multiverse. Enjoy the little things in life and cherish what you have.
If he died, and you could have stopped it from happening, then you would have probably of torn yourself apart by now over it.
Normal.