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Earlier this month, I was walking home from the store as usual. I began smelling a feint burning smell and I heard muffled shouting ahead. I picked up the pace to discover the commotion. A building was on fire and a small child was standing by the second story window shrieking for help as flames rose behind him. Luckily, I had been doing parkour ever since I was a teen so I climbed up to his window and reached out to grab the child. He reached out for me as well and I hoisted him down on my back. When we reached the ground the child ran to his parents and they thanked me while hugging him.
Later today I was visiting a friend in prison who happens to be serving a sentence for attempted murder of many children. He said I was an ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and I shouldn’t have saved the kid from the burning building. Ever since, I can’t help but feel like kind of an ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ so I would appreciate to hear a third persons perspective on this. So reddit, AITA?