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He must be my Angel
My Guardian Angel
Who are you?
Who are you?
I don't know her.
I don't know him .
I save her, he save me.
But why did I save her?
Why did he save me?
I was walking on our street just like I used to. I used to walk every time I go to school. A normal day for a normal Student like me. Plugged earphone, tuned music on then there I go. I was near to our bus stop to take a ride when I didn't noticed that there's an upcoming car who was about to bump me. I froze, I don't what to do. I started to think but I can't think clearly this time. I just wait for this car to bump me. Am i going to die now?I waited for several seconds but I just realized that I felt someone push me. I felt his warm hands. I felt secured then I open my eyes looking for that someone who save me but what I saw now is just a bunch of people who wanted to know something about this incident. Where is he? Where is my savior? Then one man approached me, I smiled not knowing that it's not him who save me.
"Miss, you sure you're OK? Do you want to go hospital?" He's generous enough as a stranger.
"I'm fine Mr. Is that you who save me a while ago?"
"Who saved you? But no one save you Miss." I started to freak out in my mind but I still make it to say words.
"Someone pushed me a while ago, I know someone save me. I felt his warm hands touched my skin."
"I'm assuring you Miss I don't see anyone who saved you. Maybe you're just hallucinating, you really need to go hospital."
I know someone saved me, I'm not hallucinating or what. I felt his warm hands. But who are you?