Got in a fight today…
I was picking up Faye at the daycare center and as I was parking my bike I heard a loud noise, the sound of breaking glass and then an alarm going off. Without thinking twice I ran towards the noise and noticed a hooded guy on a bike, with a leather bag under his arms approaching me, fast.
Before I knew it I threw myself towards him and hit his body with my shoulder. He had picked up some speed so we both fell. He hit a brick wall and I spun around and landed on my knee. I got up before he did and still stumbling he threw the heavy bag at me and at the same time picked up the bike and started to get away again.
At that point I suddenly realized that we were fighting and that I either had to attack him again or he would get away. I picked up the bag and watched the guy drive away as fast as he could.
He could have had a knife or a gun and I keep thinking of what could have happened and whether what I did was a smart or a stupid thing to do.
I got the bag back which is good.
But I let the guy go which is bad.
I’m still alive which is good.
But I didn’t get the guy.
I would have liked to really hurt him.
But I’m glad he didn’t hurt me.
Am I a hero for attacking him.
Or a loser for not catching him.
Do you think he is at home right now and thinking about this stuff too?