Human life is a machine that runs on predefined path. You born as a baby, learn common knowledge, get education, get married, start a family, raise your children and then you die. It is an endless cycle that goes on for generations. Although this is not the case for everyone but if you ask me my life so far has been nothing but following that normal path.

I was born into an average family. We were not too poor neither rich. It was a simple family of four a father, a mother, a brother and me. My father died when i was a child. From that point it was my mother who took care of me and my brother. Soon my brother got a job and started helping my mother. From then on i was always told to get myself educated and get a good job and to work hard to live a proper life. I never understood the meaning of living a long normal life. If you ask me i would rather prefer living a short but happy life. So far i have been walking on that normal path. I am just four months away from my college graduation.

I always felt that there is something that is missing. I always felt a certain emptiness inside me. I always thought of it as boredom and tried to distract myself in my studies.

But everything has a limit. Every tub would start overflowing once it is filled with enough water. I feel like i am breaking now with everyday.

At the moment, I am walking on the sideways of the road returning to my home. As i hear sound of vehicles, feels fresh cold air on my face i think of the dinner. I live with my mother and my brother has a apartment of his own. One of us has to live with our mother because she has a disease in which she can not move her body well. I was thinking about what to make for the dinner tonight.

"Jane Get back here"

Suddenly i heard a scream from behind me. A mother was shouting at her daughter. The daughter named Jane is running away from her.

The kids have it easy they don't have to worry about their life or anything. I thought.

But this scene turned really bad as the daughter ran towards the road and without realizing that she is on the road she kept running. It was not until that she was at the middle of the road she realized that she was on the road. She just stood their stunned not knowing what to do as traffic passes by her. Her mother's screams got louder and her face became paled white in the fear of losing her daughter.

I thought of watching the scene as a bystander with bunch of other people who formed a crowd. Everybody is whispering with each other. Some people are telling the mother on what to do but nobody is taking a step to help because they are afraid of losing their own life.

I thought of leaving but then i saw the horrible expression on mother's face and for once in my life i thought to stray away from the normal path.

I looked at the mother and said.

"Hold this"

I gave her my bag and rushed towards the daughter. One by one i passed the vehicles and got to the daughter. I carried her on my arms and started running towards back to the mother.

As i got closer to the edge of the road i saw a truck heading towards me. I knew i am not going to make it so i pushed the daughter away from the truck towards her mother.

At the end i did not see anything but the headlights of the truck that covered my vision and prepared myself for upcoming death. I closed my eyes as truck goes through me.

The mother hugged her daughter while crying as she recovered from the fear of almost losing her daughter. But her expression got worse as she thought of the person who gave up his life for her daughter. As she looked towards the road not only her but whole crowd had a strange expression on their faces. There was no body, no blood or nothing that would look like an accident has happened here.

It was at that day, 20 year old Den disappeared from this world.