For Owen Burns, it began like any other afternoon, a boy about to escape into his favorite video game. Instead, he was thrown into a nightmare no child should face. Hearing his sister’s scream, he didn’t freeze, didn’t hide, didn’t wait for help. Barefoot, heart pounding, he grabbed the only “weapon” he had and trusted the hours he’d spent firing at empty cans. Two impossible shots later, a would‑be kidnapper was clutching his face and fleeing into the woods.
In the stunned quiet that followed, reality hit: his sister was still there, shaking, alive. The police would later confirm what his mother first doubted, tracing the suspect by the very wounds Owen had inflicted. In a world where evil often feels distant and abstract, this boy’s courage makes it painfully real—and proves that love, in its fiercest form, is sometimes just a big brother at a window who refuses to do nothing.
