I watched the blond boy walk onto the street, cars whizzing past.
"Stop!" I yelled.
He ignored me and kept walking.
I heard someone yell at me to stop walking.
I didn't want to stop, I knew there was a car coming.
I knew it would hit me.
Without a second thought I ran after the boy onto the road.
I could see a car's headlights in the corner of my eyes.
It was a last second decision, I pushed the boy out of the way.
Someone pushed me out of the way.
I didn't feel the car ram into my body like I had hoped.
I was safe.
