Once, he was heading home in the morning after his night shift. Along the way, he noticed a strange scene that didn’t sit right with him, so he decided to investigate further. On his way home, he saw a man with a 10-year-old girl. It might have seemed ordinary, but the girl had a terrified look in her eyes, and the man was gripping her not by the hand but by the wrist, holding her tightly. he had a feeling something was wrong, so he walked in their direction, not in a hurry, as if it was his intended route. While he approached, he mulled over the various possibilities of what could be happening with this odd pair.
When he got as close as possible, he noticed that the girl, without speaking aloud, but with her lips, seemed to be saying something like “help.” he had no time to lose.
After that, he had just a moment to decide what to do, or it would be too late. He already understood that the man was not related to the girl in any way—no father, brother, or uncle. He himself couldn’t explain later how he found the courage to confront the situation, but he reached out and took the girl from the man’s grasp almost instinctively. He physically removed the child from the man’s hold.
He stood in front of the girl to make her feel safe and asked loudly and clearly, “Who is he to you?” The girl only shrugged, with tears glistening on her cheeks.
The man attempted to reclaim the child, but firmly stood his ground. The man’s attempts were in vain. then called the police, and the man fled the scene. he chased after him to apprehend him he the authorities arrived. Everything worked out.