Memories

The pillow felt soft against his head before he fell into a deep sleep. It was already 3 a.m.

His last thought, a wish for it to be a quiet night.

But life had another plan, suddenly the alarm sounded. He woke up feeling as if someone had punched him in the face, restless. He turned around to see what had happened.

The screen by his bed had the words “Robbery, Gun, 5 min”. He grinned and got out of bed.

At the stage he found a woman crying, she pointed him where the robber had gone. Without thinking he started running until he caught the bandit.

After a while he returned the woman her purse. She immediately started looking for her belongings and when she couldn’t find something she lost her marbles. Without notice she started to scream at our anonymous hero, who decided it would be better to walk away.

Once again, in his tiny apartment he went over what may have gone wrong but nothing came to mind. This wasn’t the first time something like this happened, for some reason people only noticed when things didn’t go all right.

The unknown hero then realized that it would never change, there would never be recognition for him like that, perhaps if he started doing what people do notice. People would probably give recognition to a villian, maybe that’s actually what he should do.

The thought crossed his mind and he considered it for a moment, until his thoughts were interrupted by his alarm, the screen showed another report. He stayed there for a moment, then he stood up and unplugged the screen.