Once I read that there's a taxi that comes around once in a while, this taxi doesn't take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. I never thought I'd get to experience it for myself, I thought it was a myth people made to make life more interesting. Here I am though, sitting at the back of the taxi, driving past my apartment in the dead of night. 

"Where are we going?" I looked at the driver's reflection through his rearview mirror. I can't quite see his face in the dark, but he had a calming aura. He kept silent for a few seconds before answering with a small whisper, "Where you need to go of course." 

We drove for another few minutes and finally arrived at my new destination. Dropping me off at a park quite close to my apartment building. I sat down at the bench nearest to me and stared off into the distance. It was odd to have put me in a park all alone. What was it that needed me here? 

After a few minutes, I heard someone walking down the streets, footsteps getting faster. Heels I think, the tapping against the concrete sounded that way. I look in the direction the sound was coming from. A young lady wearing a suit and a pencil skirt was walking, faster every second, she looked terrified. A few feet behind her, an older man followed. He appears to be quite intoxicated and is wobbling, trying to follow her. I knew exactly what this meant and quickly ran to the lady.

"Katie! Just coming home? I was worried about you!" I yelled a little so both of them could hear me. I stood next to her and hugged her, trembling, she couldn't say anything. I take her hand and gave her a reassuring smile, walking her towards my apartment. After a while, the man stopped following, sensing that he wouldn't be able to do anything. She thanked me and we went our separate ways.

I went home and thought about the taxi. I always thought the taxi would whisk you away into an amazing adventure straight out of a story book, but I guess the world is much darker than that. So dark that we can't even walk home without fearing our safety. Maybe we don't even need the taxi, because there's always someone out there who needs us. Unfortunately though, just like the taxi only comes once in a while, only one out of hundreds of us are willing to help while others try to justify what they did.

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