Running home after staying back three hours helping my teacher decorate her class. Five minutes away from home, I saw that no cars were coming so I ran across the road - or at least that is what I thought - two steps into the road and a car came flying down the road with lightning speed. a second before the car hit me, I felt someone grab me and throw me on the floor. Still shaken up from the scary moment, I got up to tell the man thank you for saving my life, when I noticed that he was already a hundred feet away from me. I got up and tried to catch up with him but when I took the corner, he was more gone than my late great grandmother Shirley.
I walk the rest of the way home pondering upon the event that had just occurred. I thought to myself, "Who was that guy?! He just grabbed me and threw me to the sidewalk and walked off! WHO DOES THAT!!!!". Scraped and bruised I became filled with rage without reason, thinking how could he do that to me and at least not let me tell him thank you. Instead of being grateful for him saving my life I was mad that he didn't let me tell him thank you.
I walked into my house and stomped up the stairs and slammed the door to my room and hopped onto my bed and said angrily " I will find you, no matter if it kills me."
(Hey guys this is my first ever story. Sorry if it doesn't make any sense. This topic was just the first that came to mind that seemed to be interesting. So hope you enjoyed and come back next week for the next chapter :P)
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The Man
AdventureA story about shadowy figure that saved my life when I was about to be hit by a car. When I tried to thank him he was already gone. So, I set out to find this mystery man and thank him for his heroic action.
