Car Accident

I noticed him after going a little distance; he looked exactly like a tourist. I had enough reason to think so because I looked at his outfit and saw that it looked like a tourist's outfit, even with a camera hanging around his neck and sunscreen cream in his bag. His room could be seen from my porch as he rented the room next to mine. I saw the man sitting on the porch sipping lemonade, and his eyes were covered with a pair of black glasses.

Seeing him, it seemed he was trying to hide behind a mask. But I did realize that he was not looking at the brochure. Because he was fixed on the same page for fifteen minutes, he did not turn a single page. I pretended to look the other way and left. After some time, I came to him with his clam chowder. He thanked me with a cough; I tried to look at him with crooked eyes. My eyes fell on the small spots across his left eyebrow, which I couldn't help but avoid. I got out of there without making any expression. I shook my head and returned to my room with the empty tray.

Suddenly I felt a strange pain in my head that I did not understand. I knew him very well, but I can't remember exactly where I saw him before. I remembered a few days ago. The day I hit my head in a car accident. I never forgot that day. A mysterious stranger that helped me get out of a wrecked car. Mysteriously the car failed the brakes and fell into a ditch. From there, he pulled me out 10 seconds before the vehicle exploded. Just remembering that, I opened the door and ran to his room. I sighed and told him, "Do you remember what happened a few weeks ago?" I looked into his eyes and said I am deeply indebted to you.

The night my car crashed, he was going to rob a store that night. He took my things in perspective while saving my life, which is still in his possession. Many changes have taken place in his life now. He is currently living an honest life. Thank you so much for that day; God bless you. I shuddered at the thought of that day. I went out for an interview at a shady dance club the night of that car accident. Seeing the prayers of the people through his heroic gestures changed my life. It brought back faith in people in my life. I stared at him in amazement as I listened to his change. There was no word between us. But the two of us wanted to change our lives. I said a silent prayer for him in my heart, said goodbye to him with a smile and went back to my work.