50. Ready to move

"I have to get up." I again tried to stand. This time my stomach hurt more than before. As soon as I was on my feet, I fell down on my knees. I wasn't able to stand anyone. The man came and stood in front of me. He raised his hand in punch. I could see his hand getting closer and closer. Before his punch could land on my face, I lifted my left hand and held his punch in the middle air. I then raised my and gazed at him.