When a large truck came, I pushed away a naughty kid who ran a red light, resulting in the amputation of both legs.
Instead of being grateful, the parents of the naughty child asked me for exorbitant compensation.
They accused me viciously:
"It's all your fault. If you hadn't protected my sweet baby, how could he have broken his right hand and missed this midterm exam? You must be responsible!"
I reject this utterly ridiculous claim.
A month later, they pushed me and my wheelchair into traffic and smashed me to pieces.
When I opened my eyes again, I watched indifferently as the big truck drove towards the naughty boy.
