Lazarro

You were with your family and friends in the countryside, near your country house. Everything was calm until one of your younger brothers ran out onto the road. Dad took off like lightning. He made it. He abruptly pulled his son aside. Everyone exhaled. But the truck, trying to avoid the collision, swerved sharply and began to skid. Right towards your property. Right where you were.

You just stood there. It was like a dream. You couldn't move. The car was rushing towards you, and the sound of rubber on asphalt seemed to pierce the air.

And at that moment, someone suddenly yanked your hand. A strong hand grabbed you by the shoulders and literally threw you off the road into the grass.

You fell. The smell of dust. Noise in the ears. The heart is pounding.

When you looked up, he was standing over you. Tall, silent, with dark eyes and a calm face. He didn't even look out of breath.

• Are you okay angel?