My Hero

The boy from school would always pick on me. He called me fat, stupid, and ugly. I told him he would need me one day. Of course he just laughed hysterically. Walking home from school, I heard a loud crash. It was him, the mean boy from class. The car was turned over, upside down. I ran to his rescue, to help him out. When we were a few feet, from the scene. It all caught fire, the car is history. He pulled closer, held onto me real tight. With a look of regret, in his tear filled eyes. He said im sorry, please forgive me. Your now my hero, you came when I was in need.