My savior he was not as I thought a hero to be he came in a metal steed with a gun not a sword. I had thought music had been my hero but no it was golden hero who saved me not only from my father but from my self. He came out of No where screaming for my dad to put the knife down that he was going away for a long time while he held my father at gun point he told 2 paramedics whom he called Alec and Iz to help me while he brought this 'dirt bag' downtown. That night I was saved by my Golden Savior.