C1: The Story Before Death

It was another ordinary morning that day. The birds are chirping, the kids outside playing, the civilians that are walking at the sidewalk and cars that are moving pass the road.

While I was on my way to the pedestrian lane to cross the road. In front of me, a child was chasing his ball. It got passed the road and the child is still running for it, not knowing that a truck was coming. From afar. A women that seems to be his mother, is shouting and running after him.

I suddenly got onto my feet and run to the child and when I finally got him, the truck was nearing us. So in no time I pushed him aside while I tripped to the ground. I closed my eyes in panicked and wait for the impact but nothing came. Only the sound of a loud screeching noise of the tires are herd and a couple of crowds gathering at the side to spectate what happened.

I looked at my side to see if the child is fine and he is. Then I glance at his mother that stops running reaching her chest to sigh a relief and to catch her breathing from her run.

When I was about to get up a loud sound of a motor was herd and suddenly in a flash the child at the side who is standing in the middle of the road was hit by the motorcycle who bypassed the truck not knowing that someone was at front and crashed. Now in front of me with my eyes wide open from the shock and horror is their bodies that are twisted from the crash and their blood mixing and making big puddle of blood on the ground.

At that time I didn't know what to do and was completely frozen until the loud shout of a woman who came running to the child's side and stopped in front of him not knowing if she'll touch the child or hold him in her arms because of his bodies state crying loudly and asking for help in desperation.

Not a minute later a police vehicle came and second to them are reporters to investigate the scene. By that time, I'm no longer looking at them due to my twisting stomach wishing for whatever I ate to go out and it did. Flashes of cameras are herd and some strangers asking for their concerns some came closser to me to give water and pat my back. The woman whose wailing since a while ago was now unconscious. A minute or more did an ambulance came for a rescue or so it was supposed to be but due to what happened no one but the child's mother are in need of them.

Later on the same day I was led to the police station to give a statement for what happened and after that I was released as they thank me for my cooperation proving that I'm innocent of what happened.

Some days have passed and later it became weeks until I regained my normal self. Able to walk outside to continue living my life. But there came a night, at my way back home walking in a secluded street as a short cut. Humming the last song I heard that day. Suddenly stopping as I felt a pain in my back, painful enough to make me lose balance and fall down. Looking down I can see a pair of heels and when I looked up I saw the familiar face of the woman holding a knife that is covered with blood.

"If it wasn't because of you my baby would still be alive. If you just didn't pushed him, he would still be alive. Because of you, I lost him. YOU KILLED HIM.. you."

With my eyes starting to get blurry I saw her eyes yet again full of tears and anger. Her mouth muttering words of how I should die. A Life for a Life.

Knowing fully well that this is the end of me. I looked her in the eye and bid my last words.

"I'm....sorry"

The End

(Good or Bad, your choice is what you'll get.)