SACRIFICE

That girl was laid there, didn't move, didn't blink. She didn't know where she was, she didn't realize what's happening to her. She just stared at the sky.

She felt that she laid on something cold, something wet, something hard for her back skin. The wind breezed around her, touched her chicks and turned them cold. She tried to move her hand. It's difficult at first, but when she made it, she felt dirt, she felt soil.

She saw to the left and to the right, but she still didn't remember what had happened. She moved her body, tried to wake up. She felt dizzy, but she kept trying to understand the situation. She stood.

Not far from her, she saw her bike, broken, with no more form. She saw an old man, lying, not moving on the road side. She walked to him, but she suddenly realized that her right knee was bleeding. Ignoring the pain, she stepped closer.

She found him badly injured. She wanted to shout for help, but she found no one around her. She remembered that she had ridden her bike too far from her house to the hill next to the district. She remembered yelling to her mother because she didn't give her the doll she wanted. She paddled her bike with anger until she was almost out of her small town. She saw the image of the man in front of her, pushed her avoiding the main road to stay away of something. She tried hard to remember what it was, but she couldn't remember a thing about it.

The man had actually saved her from being crashed by a truck. The girl was riding too far until she didn't realize a truck behind her. The man didn't know the girl, neither did she, but he didn't had a choice. The only way to save her was by hitting himself to the girl, pushed her away of the road, while he might be the one who got hit by the truck. And it did happen. The man sacrificed his life for the girl.

Note:

God is just like the man. He sacrificed His life for us. No matter what fault we've made, He didn't thought another way but saving us, rescuing us, for that is the only way that we keep alive.