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I've been wondering whether or not to post this, but here goes.
So earlier today, after a seminar, I was wandering down the road to the cafe with three other guys off my course. "A" had just made a joke about bums and so we were having a collective laugh. I guess we looked a bit jolly- nothing hysterical though; I doubt we would have raised an eyebrow.
And then I noticed a guy about ten bus-lengths down the street. He was very, very big and brawny; he had a shaven head, and he looked Greek or Middle Eastern. He was wearing a black tracksuit, and he was staring at us and shouting a sound that was something like "Aoi!" or "Ahar!", and smiling, as if he'd just found someone he'd been looking for for a long time. He was totally unknown to us.
He came towards us quickly, becoming quite excited, and before we even knew what was happening, he'd got inside the group and squared up to "B", who's the biggest of our group.
And then he says, in a very strong, yet "soft", "southern UK" style accent, so strong that it sounded put on or mocking:
"Wouldn't it be funny if...What would happen if I put a knitting needle through your belly button and pulled out your liver"
And then he stared out "B" for a few seconds. All four of us moved away from him and carried on walking down the street, watching him to see what he might do- at which he started running in the opposite direction, then came back a bit, and then ran off.
Well, we were all a bit shaken. It wasn't as bad as it could have been- there was no actual violence- but the guy seemed to be too "together" to be just pissed, and too sincere to be threatening students to get a rise- and he didn't swear, something I'm used to in displays of "hardness". I don't know much about mental illnesses, but it seemed from people I've known with learning difficulties that this guy might have been suffering from such. I'm no expert, obviously.
Which makes me feel bad, because if that's the case, he's still out there somewhere, perhaps a danger to others but most likely a danger to himself, and we didn't do anything to help him because we were fucking scared. Help. |
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