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Does this make me nice?

I just came across this thread in the Chatterbox. I reminded me of my childhood.

When my friend, let's just call her J.C., used to walk to elementary and middle school together, I never really noticed that she always walked on the inside of the sidewalk. She was my childhood best friend. We grew up together, were best friends for about 10 years, and I really loved her. At the time, I never noticed the our sidewalk walking positions until one day I started walking on the inside of the sidewalk and she told me to move over because she wanted to be on that side. I asked her why she was being so persistent about which side of the sidewalk she wanted to walk on and she answered to me, "My mom told me to walk on this side and have you walk on the side by the road so that I don't get hurt if there's a car accident." Mind you, we were probably 7 or 8 at the time that this conversation occurred, so I never actually gave her reply a second thought.

I completely forgot about this conversation until I read that thread. And now that I think about it, was that how much she really cared about me? That if a car on the street suddenly went out of control that she, or her mother, would rather it hit and injure me?

She was my childhood best friend. I loved her. And that was how much she thought of me?

That really hurts now that I think about it.