“She is coming with me.” I said mustering every bit of courage I could. I had been walking home from school, a path I took every day, when I heard her screams and ran toward them.
The young man on top of her rolled off, stood up and stared at me in disbelief.
I reached out to her and grabbed her hand, saying softly, “You must stand up.” I had no idea who this girl was and no idea what I would do if she couldn’t walk. In that moment I was terrified. I knew if I couldn’t get us out of this we would both be hurt or even killed.
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