This is planet money from NPR.
It was a sunny Saturday in Lubbock, Texas, when the accident happened.
Raeanne Jones was eleven and had just watched a soapbox derby race on tv.
And of course, being eleven, I got it into my head that we just had to build one and maybe we'd push each other.
Raeanne and her friend found this old vegetable crate and decided to put some wheels on it.
So they crouched down in her driveway, started pulling nails from the crate, and that's when Ryanne's friend smashed her right in the face with the hammer.
I tried to pull my face out of the way and the hammer came up and the claw of the hammer took me up under my front teeth and then caught my lip and nose and it hurt so bad.
Her friend broke one of her front teeth in half and chipped the other.
They laid down and my mouth was just like, watering so bad.
Then I'm trying to scream, I'm trying to cry, but I can't make any sound come out.
As a kid, Ryan was all about adventure, even if it meant getting a few bruises.
Like when she was three, she jumped out of a treehouse just to see if she could fly.
And instead of dolls, she preferred skateboards and skin knees.
But this, this was a different kind of hurt.
I couldn't even breathe with my mouth.
Cause it hurt like every little bit of air on it hurt.
Oh, my gosh.
I remember this kid running across the lawn and he pounds on the door and he is yelling, misses Fultz, misses Fultz.
I killed Ryanne.
Ryanne's mom misses Foltz runs out and rushes Ryanne to the dentist.