in the middle of a hot and humid day , the sun is shinning on the burning ground that lay. it was usually scarce at this hour but not today. a man, an average man in height and build, was out for a run. with only a back pack and one bottle of water showing on the right side in a pouch. at first the people around him would point and stare at this man running with no regard for the heat in his way. all around him they started paying more and more attention to him. they where noticing the stamina that he possessed, he ran for about an hour now, circling the town over and over, the people where amazed,"he is brave, you think he is training for something?" still the water was untouched after all that time and he seemed full of energy, he would not slow down. the man kept it up for hours more and would not let up. the towns people grew worried, "he is pushing himself to much, we should help." now six hours and twenty three minutes went by and every one was gathering around the area to witness his bravery shown in his unshakable persistence. the sun now was at it's peak and the people too. still not reaching for his water he kept on " we should do something he will get dehydrated." " no can't you see, he has water prepared for that." no one in the town would speak to him and he did not speak with them. "oh my god, he has fallen." they all rushed towards him in worry. "is he all rite." when they checked on him, they saw that he was dead. they all stood in silence, confused at his stupidity. he had water and did not sip. he ran for hours and did not rest. he withstood the heat until he was dead. no one knew the reason for his actions. but i did. he was mentally ill, and his way of escaping from that illness was to commit suicide while every one watched, he planed for his death and anticipated the peoples' reaction. he killed him self and let every one watch.
in the middle of a hot and humid day , the sun is shinning on the burning ground that lay. it was usually scarce at this hour but not today. a man, an average man in height and build, was out for a run. with only a back pack and one bottle of water showing on the right side in a pouch. at first the people around him would point and stare at this man running with no regard for the heat in his way. all around him they started paying more and more attention to him. they where noticing the stamina that he possessed, he ran for about an hour now, circling the town over and over, the people where amazed,"he is brave, you think he is training for something?" still the water was untouched after all that time and he seemed full of energy, he would not slow down. the man kept it up for hours more and would not let up. the towns people grew worried, "he is pushing himself to much, we should help." now six hours and twenty three minutes went by and every one was gathering around the area to witness his bravery shown in his unshakable persistence. the sun now was at it's peak and the people too. still not reaching for his water he kept on " we should do something he will get dehydrated." " no can't you see, he has water prepared for that." no one in the town would speak to him and he did not speak with them. "oh my god, he has fallen." they all rushed towards him in worry. "is he all rite." when they checked on him, they saw that he was dead. they all stood in silence, confused at his stupidity. he had water and did not sip. he ran for hours and did not rest. he withstood the heat until he was dead. no one knew the reason for his actions. but i did. he was mentally ill, and his way of escaping from that illness was to commit suicide while every one watched, he planed for his death and anticipated the peoples' reaction. he killed him self and let every one watch.