Today, i was sitting on a bench near a park that I loved. The area was calm and peaceful.
Last week, I had finished my exams and finished highschool. Now looking for a job, ans had a lot of free time in my hands.
'I should probably find a wife too...'
Reflecting back on my looks and high school, I had a decent face but wasn't good with women. I should try harder.
'i wonder what job i should get'
Thinking this, I saw an old woman walking her dog. This wouldve been normal if i hadn't looked to the right more. To the right, a man with a black hoodie walked behind the woman.
Although i didn't want to judge people based on their appearance. I still felt unease by the looks of him.
He moved closer.
Then suddenly he snatched the purse and sprinted off.
The old woman froze, she slowly looked behind her and saw him running, she looked sad.
'i couldve done something...'
Then she looked at me. i felt even more at ease. I was just sitting at a bench ca"mly without doing anything about the situation. A drop of sweat rolled down my cheek.
i approached the old woman.
"no worries, im fast, i actually participated in track in high school."
I smiled and stretched.
I didn't even give her time to respond. probably because i didn't want to face the embarrassment.
"time to take off..."
The man in the hoodie had already gone far. But the park was huge and i could still guess where he went. Even if i didn't catch him atleast i wouldn't be near this old woman.
I took off before the old woman could say anything.
After sprinting for a while i had finally caught up to the man. We were at a parking lot near the exit.
'hold it right there'
I said loudly with a dominant voice.He stopped and turned around
He seemed to be skilled at theiving by how much stamina he had.
Thinking about myself, i had to use more stamina, i was at a disadvantage.
'guess my highschool track days are over.'
looking at me the man in the hood said " kid, go back home, you dont wanna get hurt."
I never realized the extent of my actions. Now that i had realized that i had tried to stop a criminal stealing a purse from an old lady.
I couldn't tell if he was strong or not from just his appearance. He was only stealing a purse from a defensless old lady.
"You must be really disgusting if you go around stealing from old people."
"so what?" He smiled. " its none of your business."
the mans turns around and walks casually to a car.
I hoped i could stall him before someone else saw us.
I looked around
To the left was an empty soccer field.
To the right was, an unused track.
Behind us were trees.
And infront of us was the side road.
'Maybe i should call the police. But then this theif would escape.'
With a serious expression i make a choice. "im not going to let you leave so easily." i sprint towards him.
Without giving him time to react i tackle him to the concrete trying to steal the purse back from him and punishing him.
The impact was unexpected as i hadn't done this since a fight in highschool.
This situation doesn't last long as he kicks me away to the ground. My arms scraped by the concrete, they burned.
'ouch.'
'Right... im just barely out of highschool and hes an adult.'
Even so i stood back and lunged at him again. This time i was able to land a hook to his face with full force and send him back to the ground.
I kick and step on his legs while i snatch the purse away.
I take the purse after a struggle and run away without a second lost.
The man chases behind me while i run towards the road. I glanced behind me. His eyes are bloodshot red. In his right hand, he tightened his grip on a knife.
'oh crap.'
I ran towards the road and hoped for a car to pass by
...
maybe just a person then...?Nothing.
My luck hasn't been great with people.
After running for nearly mile, i felt exhausted and dizzy. looking behind, the man approaches me, he too is breathing crazely.
Realizing i could only rely on myself. I turned around.
"are you really going to kill somone over a purse?"
This weapon of his was to intimidate me, i knew that. But looking at his eyes, he was crazy. The man before me, would definitely kill me.
Although I looked confident. I was scared.
Couldn't I just hand this purse back to him and report it to the police?
Maybe because I had finished highschool and yet had anything to live for, acting mad, I conjured up a plan to disarm him, and give meaning to my life.
He didn't respond to me, but stood there.
I didn't give him more time to make a move.
"Okay, here's the purse."
I hand out the purse infront of him, still in my hand. He approaches me, keeping his knife at his waist and his left hand reaching out.
He had a knife, thats why he was so confident i wouldn't do anything. As he grabbed the purse I grabbed his wrist and pulled him in an instant. His face right infront of me looked shocked.
My right hand went for the knife and was penetrated by it. I bit my lip, putting all my attention into the plan and denying the pain.
Blood gushed out from my right hand as it was pierced. Still having my left hand but feeling weak, i threw the hardest punch at the man with my left hand.
He fell on the ground.
I felt a wave of pain coursing through my right arm. The adrenaline helped numbed some lf my senses in the situation.
He looked at my right hand he trembled, fear on his face.
"i-i didn't do that."
Before i could decide what to do next, sirens came towards the park. The man startled, fell once before he started sprinting away.
I stood there looking at my hand. Am i really that weak, why did i do this anyway?
After a while i heard footsteps, two police man were approaching me. Looking at my hand, they couldn't tell whether if i were a threat or not. But they were shocked by the looks on their faces.
"kid , you okay...?"
"yeah, im fine." i replied
I clearly wasn't okay. Whats a stupid question.
I laughed through the pain. The police officers felt a wave of discomfort.
Atleast the knife was still inside me so blood loss was halted by a bit, even if it was just a bit i could be thankful for it.
The officered regained there composure and said "we got called by a woman saying something stole her purse, and that a boy went after the theif. What happened."
I quickly explained the situation and asked him to drive me to a hospital. I also pointed in the direction of where the theif went away. Im sure he was long gone by now.