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- From: damianj@castle.ed.ac.uk (Damian Jackson)
- Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
- Subject: Re: Friends
- Message-ID: <28076@castle.ed.ac.uk>
- Date: 12 Nov 92 18:57:14 GMT
- References: <1dsii7INNmli@master.cs.rose-hulman.edu>
- Organization: Edinburgh University
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- operjfw@NeXTwork.Rose-Hulman.Edu (Waldby) writes:
-
- >Did you know that if your best friend goes crazy, he/she
- >is most likely to kill you. You are the one who is known
- >best by the person, you are the closest person, almost a
- >part of them. Except for them, you know them the best.
-
- >I make this my defense as to why I had to kill them all.
-
- One time, last year, early in the morning after a late
- night of talking, Chinese food and alcohol, myself and a
- friend decided to climb a nearby mountain. Well, I guess
- probably not a mountain, but fairly high above ground level,
- rocky on the way up, with quite a hell of a fall if you slipped
- on the not-entirely stable rocks beneath you.
-
- We managed to reach what approximated to the pinnacle or whatever,
- at around 5am, on a fairly cold summer Edinburgh morning, nice and
- bright, but chilly. As we wandered around, trying to find a
- plausible route down that didn't involve major risk of life and
- limb, I began to think about such things. Strange things the
- brain comes up with when you are dehydrated and exhausted.
- I was thinking along the lines of "He could just knock me down
- the side at some point - I'd die, and he could say it was an
- accident. It'd be in the local news, but he'd get away with it."
-
- I realised how silly this line of thinking was, but it kept
- nagging away at me. How easy it would be for him to kill me.
- How close I was to being dead.
-
- So I waited until he was looking down at the reservoir below us,
- just on the overhang of the large grassy hillside we were on,
- took a deep breath, and pushed him.
-
-
- Damian
- dcj@dcs.ed.ac.uk
-