I was walking down the street, hurrying to work. A typical morning, nothing out of the ordinary. I was minding my own business, looking down, when suddenly I heard a loud crash from above. I looked up and saw a window shatter on the fifth floor. Shards flew down, and immediately after, something started falling.

A second later, I realized it was a child.

There was no time to think. I simply ran forward, raised my arms, and caught the little one. We fell together onto the pavement. I hit my head and back hard, my vision went black, but the child was alive. He was crying, which meant it had all been worth it.

People immediately gathered around. Some called an ambulance, others looked for the child’s parents. They held me, telling me not to close my eyes. Everyone kept repeating the same thing: that I was a hero, that I had saved a life.

At the hospital, they said I had a concussion and bruises. It hurt, but it didn’t matter. The main thing was that the child was alive and well. I didn’t even know if his parents had been found or what would happen to him.

However, a week later, I received a summons to court.

The child’s parents had filed a lawsuit against me. They claimed I had harmed their child and acted dangerously, which is why he was injured. I couldn’t believe it. When I tried to talk to them, the father yelled at me, “You’re the one who harmed our child!” and slammed the door.

In court, it looked like I’d done something wrong. Their lawyer showed photos and said I’d acted carelessly.

The parents cried and described how their child had been hurt. They brought witnesses I’d never seen before. Everyone testified against me.

My lawyer said it would be better to take a plea bargain. But I refused. I knew I’d saved a life and wasn’t guilty.

On the last day of the trial, I knew I was losing. The judge looked at me as if she’d already decided everything. I felt complete despair.

But it was at that moment that something happened that left everyone in complete sh0ck. 😨😲

Suddenly, a woman I hadn’t seen before entered the courtroom. She said she’d been on that street the day of the incident and filmed everything on her phone.

When the video was turned on, everyone fell silent. The recording showed the child falling out of the window and me catching him at the last moment.

It became clear that the mother was to blame for the fall, and I had simply saved the child. If it weren’t for me, he simply wouldn’t have survived.

After that, the parents were accused of lying and stripped of their parental rights. I was acquitted.

I left the court with one thought: I would do it again. Even knowing how it could end. After all, human life is most important, and such parents will be punished by fate itself.