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There have been stories of heroes. Who do we know as heroes? People who save lives,who are in the light of this world,or people who save lives and are bent into darkness? I am not talking about doctors here. My question is,is it necessary for heroes to belong with the light? I know that everyone is a hero and a villain.I know,because I was saved by one.
I had a narrow escape with death. But I’m still not sure who saved me.My story goes like this-
I was out with my friends to watch a movie.The movies was over by 9:30 and it was dark.We went our own ways.My house was a few blocks away so I decided to walk instead of taking a taxi or an auto.I was at my house but before I could raise my hand to knock at the door,I remember having trouble breathing.Something, or someone was blocking my airway. after that I remember being in a tower. It had a dome and a bell. I tried to get on feet and run for my life but I couldn’t stand up. I was tied to a chair. ” Sit”, said a rough voice. I turned back and saw a person. He had pale skin, red hair, and green eyes.
I kept looking at him. He picked up a piece of chalk and started writing on the wall .” What ?” he asked .
“Nothing “, I answered. Not in a way one should say an answer though. I looked around and saw medals , certificates and equations on the walls. ” Are you a scientist?” , I asked.
” Physicist”. The clock struck. Midnight. My stomach started to grumble. ” I am hungry.” I demanded some food. Then my kidnapper put a sandwich in front of me.
“Eat your full”
” Ha ha very funny”. ” How will a sandwich fill my stomach?
” I wasn’t joking” he commented a returned to his equation. I saw picture of a girl on his desk. She looked a lot like him.
‘Sister ‘, I thought. I asked him why he brought me.” You are a daughter of a rich person, and I want money.” he answered.
“Why?” I wanted answers.
“None of your business”
” I want to know.” After a lot of heated arguments ,I got it out.” My sister has cancer and I need money for her treatment, so your father better bring it by dawn or I will kill you.” I could feel his rage ” And I mean it when I say that.”
The more I talked the more I came to know about him, the more I came to understand him. It was 5:30 and the sun was rising. I was surprised how much fear was needed to keep me awake . What if he killed me in my sleep? ” Time’s up.”
He released me and put a knife across my neck ” Walk”
I had to do what he said , I didn’t want to die. When we went outside , I saw that we were in the outskirts of the city there was a lake nearby. “Do you swim” he asked.
“No. Why?” I asked but he didn’t reply.
The cops finally came .What took them so long ? “You’re late and my bait failed me . As a result she has to…..well, drown.”
‘Drown? ‘It sent a chill down my spine, the cops knew what he was doing and why. So, coming back to my ‘murder’, no , sorry, ‘death’ , he pushed me into the lake. I tried to keep my head above the water but failed. I was ready to say goodbye to the world. But something caught me. Something pulled me up and brought me back to life.
I remember being in the hospital after that. My parents and siblings were there too. ” I thought they allowed only two people to visit” I said and my parents hugged me and asked me a thousand times whether I was okay. Suddenly I remembered about my kidnapper . My parents said that his name was ‘ Hubble’ , weird, I thought and that when he pushed me into the lake the cops said that his sister had died. The cancer had spread everywhere and she was no more. Then he jumped into the lake and pulled me out. And disappeared.The next day, I saw in the news that a man had committed suicide and it was…Hubble.
So, in the end who saved me , a hero? or a villain? I had a narrow escape with death. But not all of us have the luck.
–END–
My brother thenpicked up a stick and ran after the cobra and managed to kill it just at the time when I was almost exhausted. If he had been a little late, I might have been killed by the cobra. That was indeed a very narrow escape, an escape I shall never forget.
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Answer any of the following in 350-400 words.
Answer-
Since there is an option given, I will choose option (b).
(b) Escape
It was pitch black, not even the Moon lit her pathway. Her breath came in short sharp bursts matching her steps. The path she knew by memory got steeper, as deeper her feet dug into the shifting sands.
Pebbles now dug into her feet, she altered her position getting her bearings until the softness of sand was underfoot again as she felt the small clumps of grass brush her legs, she knew now she was on the right track.
She needed to run faster for they were behind her, She knew she hadn’t long as she heard the noise of the engines behind her as around 50 yards to her right through the trees was the old road. The convoy was behind her gaining speed.
Her feet now were covering the hardened earth as higher and higher she climbed, half running, scrambling over unseen obstacles.
She saw the outline of trees to her left and dived amongst them as the beam of light shone in front of her. The motorcycle with the uniformed rider drove past her hiding place at speed, kicking up the sand and dust in his wake.
She counted to Ten, took another deep breath and set off running again higher and steeper, every step taking the breath from her lungs
But she knew she couldn’t stop, for the Wagons were coming.
She was alert with all her senses coming into play, as she ran through the darkness, relying on her awareness of memory of the trail and her sense of touch as well as her sixth sense that instinctively kicked in.
Her heartbeat was loud in her ears as the sweat oozed from every pore. The noise from the wagons now droned behind her, she had to get to the top, and then she knew she would be safe. But as hard as she ran the steeper and harder it became and it slowed her progress.
The searchlight from the lead wagon was switched on, its beam shot a line through the trees behind her. She had to stick to the path for a while longer yet, to detour now into the unknown forest would be fatal
Her limbs ached as her lungs wanted to explode as the pain of running so fast and hard overwhelmed her.
She gritted her teeth in her determination as she dug her feet deeper into the moving slope, knowing her feet were bleeding, she focused on her climb as the sandbank slipped beneath her steps. Her instincts told her she hadn’t much further to go and she would be safe.
“ Keep going, keep going,” she told herself, until she felt the blast of the ocean breeze hit her face. The wind hit her, blowing her hair back from where it has stuck upon her sweat laden brow, waking her senses. She breathed in deep gulping at the cold sea air as she heard the crashing waves below.
The wagons of war roared louder behind her and she knew it was now or never to put her faith to the test.
The Moon surfaced from behind the clouds casting some light upon her path. She was there, right on the edge. She stopped. Knowing there was no way back.
She looked behind to see the headlights had stopped where the road had run out. Torchlight now was seen blinking up and down the track, she’d just climbed as the soldiers followed her path.