I live an ordinary life, and I have never been through something that as dramatic as what I had witnessed last summer. During my vacation in my grandparent’s hometown, I had wandered around almost all of the roads of that small town. There were some dark alleys that my grandparents told me not to come nearby, and I followed that rule very well until that day. I wanted to make a shorter journey to come home, so I decided to go across one of the small alleys. When I silently walk along the wet road, I suddenly heard someone screaming, and that noise seemed to be very near me. I stopped immediately with my heart pounding in my chest to listen to what happened around. After about a minute, I saw a man running towards me, and the most terrifying thing was that he was holding a knife. I could not think of anything, and that was my extinct that dragged me into a tiny space between two buildings to hide. It was a little bit dark, and he was in such a hurry that he did not notice me. I was stoned for a couple of minutes before realizing that he might hurt somebody with that knife. I rushed back to where I thought to be the crime scene, and there laid a young woman. I called loudly for help, and people started to gather. The woman was fine; she just fainted for being pushed to the ground in a shocking situation. That man was a robber, and she was so lucky that she did not hurt. I called my grandparents to pick me up, and I was too terrifying that I did not leave the house for two days. That day was a not so nice lesson for me to be more careful, and I will forever stay away from dark alley