One day in the morning newspaper I saw my photo. I was impressed that I got on the front page, so I began to read the article. It said, that I've saved an old lady, who didn't see the incoming car. It depicted how I jumped to push her out of the car's way and quickly ran from the road. I thought that it would not get in a newspaper, because I didn't want the fame, and I thought that I only did a good deed. Regardless, I was happy to be acknowledged as someone's hero. Suddely, my mom called me to come with her. I went to the kitchen, where my mom stood with a big cake, which said "For the savior". My mom told me that I've done a good deed, and that I should have been rewarded. I was feeling awesome.
