It was 2 years ago in summer. I was a 22 y. o. girl who just broke up with her 24 y.o. boyfriend. After 1 month he asked me to meet with him to discuss some issues. We’ve met in a park. At the beginning he acted normally, but then he started becoming aggressive, we started to argue and all of a sudden he grabbed my throat and started strangling me. I got shocked since he’s like 6’3" tall and strong and I’m just 5’2". But then I remembered that I had a pocket knife with me. So I quickly pulled it out of my right pocket and just plunged it right into his belly up to the hilt. He exclaimed like: “Ugh! Shit! My gut!” and I felt he’s starting to loosen his grip. I pressed the knife as deep as possible into his belly - my heart was racing out of stress as I did it, feeling his soft belly leaning onto my right hand and hearing him moaning deeply like: “Haugh! Hoooooooooooooooogh!” (he just had a really deep voice). Finally, as he took his hands off my throat, I twisted the blade and pulled it out. He clatched his wounded belly with both hands and fell on his knees.

I then called the police and ambulance. Luckily there was a camera nearby, so I could prove myself right. I got justified, my ex survived and got convicted.