Oklahoma City Mother Recounts the Death of Her Son

Editor's note: The following is a first-person news account from Associated Content CP Rosa Hayes, who lost her son in an auto accident. Hayes lives in Oklahoma City. NewsOK.com has a full account of the accident.

I was inside of my house working on a project that I was going to have submitted for a company that I work for, when I heard my husband, Brent Florence come inside of the house and shut the screen door behind him.

It was only moments later that I heard someone outside screaming. I felt a chill run down my back and I heard my husband running for the door. The screen door slammed and then a man that I had never saw before, came running into the house as I was running to the door. The man and I nearly knocked each other down. The man asked me if I was the mother to the little boy. I replied by asking what boy he was talking about. He then asked me again, only this time he revised his question by asking if I was the mother to the little boy who got ran over.

I darted passed the man and into my yard. I found my husband knelt down beside something that I really couldn't make out what it was. My husband, Brent Florence, was crying and screaming at the same time. I then seen something red pouring down our driveway and into the street. I walked up to him and then I realized that it was blood that was covering our driveway and that it was our son that was laying there in a fetal position.

I hit my knees and started praying. I felt like my heart was going to explode. My mind went blank and I kept wondering if this was real.

I heard someone on the phone with 911. The guy that was on the phone asked my husband if he was breathing. My husband replied by saying that his pulse was getting weak. I couldn't breath, I couldn't talk, all I could do was scream.

The ambulance arrived a few minutes after along with the Oklahoma City Police Department. The ambulance took our son to the hospital but would not allow us to ride with them. I had my one year old daughter at the time and so I told my husband to go to the hospital. My husband followed them in our car, while I waited for my mother in law to arrive.