Los Angeles was plunged into a deathly silence this afternoon as the news spread across the streets: Julia Roberts – the silver screen star, the “beautiful woman” of Hollywood – had died in a horrific car accident. City police confirmed that the luxury car she was driving lost control, crashed into the median strip and then burst into flames. In just a few minutes, the normally busy freeway turned into a tragic scene, paralyzing traffic for hours.
The scene was a haunting sight: red flames engulfed the entire car, black smoke billowed dozens of meters high, and the acrid smell of gasoline tore through the air. A shocked witness recounted: “The car suddenly swerved to the left, then made a terrible explosion. When we ran back, the flames had engulfed everything. I couldn’t believe it was Julia Roberts.” The cries of fans gathered around the scene mixed with the sound of police sirens, creating an unprecedented chaotic scene.
The paparazzi flashbulbs flashed continuously, capturing haunting images: firefighters spraying water in desperation, police setting up barricades to block the crowd, fans hugging each other and sobbing, holding up posters and DVDs of Pretty Woman. The photos were transmitted globally in just a few minutes, turning personal pain into a global earthquake.
The emergency scene unfolded like something out of a tragic movie. Paramedics broke open the charred car door, pulling an unconscious Julia Roberts out. CPR was performed right on the oil-slicked road, oxygen masks pressed tightly against the ash-covered face. The count of “one, two, three” echoed amid the constant wailing of sirens. The ambulance sped away, its red and blue lights illuminating the faces of the crying fans on both sides of the road.
In the ICU of Cedars-Sinai Hospital, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense. The red monitor flashed repeatedly, the doctor repeatedly shocked them in a fragile hope. An inside source said: “We did everything from CPR to cardiac stimulants, but she was unresponsive. Julia Roberts passed away on the emergency table.” The entire medical team burst into tears when the monitor screen went black.
The bad news immediately shocked the world. Julia’s family collapsed in tears. Colleagues from George Clooney, Richard Gere to Meryl Streep simultaneously posted tearful farewells. Heads of state, from the US President to the British Prime Minister, sent their condolences. Hashtags #PrayForJulia, #GoodbyeRoberts, #PrettyWomanForever exploded, covering social media in just a few hours.
The double incident happened right outside the hospital when thousands of fans came to light candles in memory. The pressure of the crowd caused part of the metal fence to collapse, many people were injured, and ambulance sirens blared. The mournful atmosphere became even more suffocating.
Los Angeles tonight no longer has the glamorous lights. A sea of white candles stretched out in front of the hospital gate, thousands of tears falling on the white flowers. On the large LED screen in the city square appeared an image of Julia Roberts in a bright red dress from Pretty Woman, with the words: “1967–2025: Thank You for the Smile”. A little girl hugged the photo frame tightly, whispering: “She taught me that anyone can be a princess.”
The passing of Julia Roberts is not only a loss for Hollywood cinema, but also a spiritual shock to all humanity. She once brought laughter, faith and warmth to millions of people. But today, the world has lost its most beautiful smile, and Los Angeles is left with only the sound of candles crackling in the cold wind.
