Every time I look at my disgusting scar, I would remember a fearful incident that has happened one year ago. The incident happened when I was walking home with my friend……….
One sunny morning, the scorching sun was hanging on the big blue sky, while my friend and I walked together along the quiet street. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming towards us. I slowly turned back and see who he is. I saw a gigantic shadow cast on one side of the wall. “Is it a robber, a mad person who runs out from the mental hospital……..” I asked myself. Just when I turned back, I saw a drunken man holding a very sharp knife pointing at us.
He grabbed me and pointed the sharp knife at my throat. Just when I am about to shout for help, he pierce the knife into my throat. Just then my brother who was heavily built rushed towards him and pinned him to the ground the drunken man struggled furiously but my brother who have a strong arm twisted his hand and caused his sharp knife to drop onto the ground.
After that I called the police and caught the man. They said that he was the person who had run out of the prison 2 day ago. The police rewarded us as we did a very good deed. After that incident I always take my brother as my personal hero even though he cannot fly as he is the one who saved my precious life.
After that incident, I had learnt an important lesson that we should help others. I would never forget this unforgettable incident.