A young hero

The Defense

Crime, loss of rights and sadness

 It was what was mostly present in this world. Why, if at some point we had the strength to defend ourselves, not now, ¿for fear?

 Because if that is the case I do not feel it, not when I see what is in front of me every day 

 -¡No!. ¡Let me go!- Shouted a woman as she frantically chastised a man for snatching her purse.

 The man was still fighting and the woman was running out of strength ....

 But no, the others were lucky to leave with their hands full but this will be the exception 

-She told you to let her go- I exclaimed, walking at a fast pace towards them.

 The man looked at me with surprise, but then the change to an expression of contempt, on the other hand the woman looked at me with astonishment, but this was not hidden with another look

 - And who do you think you are imbecile? - He asked spitting his words 

 -None who is not in the right to hit you and return what is yours to this woman-I said shrugging my shoulders Good luck and I know how to defend myself ... not only with words

I'm lucky to know how to defend myself ... and not just with words

 -What did you say ?! - He exclaimed releasing his victim causing it to wobble 

 He approached me with threatening look and without giving me time he gave the first blow

I did not fall, I remained firm feeling a hot liquid squeeze through my nose and seeing how everyone appreciated us with curiosity and concern in their expression, they would surely be thinking "They will beat up that boy" ... but not

 I ran to him and hit him back, this one did fall 

 - Ah, wretch! - He said still on the floor 

 -Not only you deserve it, but all those who steal innocent people! -I shouted with the intention of being heard by all 

 The man gave me a small look before getting up and approaching 

 -Dreams with one eye open ... this does not stay like that -said smiling in a macabre way to finally leave  

I stayed in position until he left and I went to the one that was once his prey

"It's okay?- I asked in a low voice-I could have been hurt if I kept fighting.

She looked at me with a smile

-Thank you ...- he said with watery eyes -You are my young hero -she expressed to which I smiled back and she applauded

Their applause became stronger with those of all

-It's nothing ...- I said embarrassed and I could feel like someone was pulling my pants

-Thank you for saving my mother- a girl thanked me

Finally I let them celebrate and laughI think that from today there will be no more injustices around here ... not if I am present