well...
to say that ive had a strange week would be somewhat of an understatement...one of the most surreal experiences of my life began at around 3.30am on Wednesday night.Im lying in bed boiling and barely asleep next to an open window when I hear a grown man screaming help me hlep me for gods sake help me crying and screaming blue murder like he was being attacked or chased my a knife wielding maniac.
Naturally my first instinct was to shit myself a bit I couldnt see him out of the window so I shouted are you okay where are you and he carried on crying and begging for help so i ran down the stairs and out into the street to try n see him. There he was a complete wreck of a human being around 24 crying uncontrollably panicked and desperate. I asked him what was up, what his name was where his friends were...he had absolutely no idea who I was or what I was going on about. He wasnt drunk he was perfectly lucid but had definately taken something. At this point Im still the only person that bothered to come to this guys aid and there are all these southern heartless twat girls hanging out upstairs windows watching me.
He was as wary of me as I was of him and kept throwing himself in the road and crying and screaming that something had bitten him on the arm and poisomned him, that his arms were swelling up and were going to fall off. That the poison was gonna get up his arm to his head. Now I know that sounds crazy but I swear thats what he honestly believed. I looked at his arms and was trying to reassure him he was fine there was nothing there they were normal sized but that just made it worse. He wanted apple flavour washing up liquid to neutralise the poison in his arms. Then this guy from across the road comes out to help me calm the guy down. We couldnt get any sense out of him whatsoever. We had no choice but to call an ambulance, the ambulance came and the paramadic was lsitening to the story while the guy sat the crazy guy down and the paramedic looked slightly worried I was taking the piss. The guy had to be forced into this ambulance..Ive never seen anyone behave like that. I didnt know what to do so I cried the whole time which probably didnt help this poor lads situation.
I went back to bed and my heart was beating so fast that I couldnt sleep in the morning it took me ten minutes just to gather that it had actually happened and I wasnt just dreaming the events. Id love to know whether he was okay in the end but I dont even know what hospital he went too or his name. He shall be known as acid casualty. The whole experience kind of knocked me for six, Id love to know what so called friend of his let him out in that state.
Also weird event number 2 I fell over on my way out of work and broke my arm. How shit is that. so yeh...crazy fucking week. I dont think Ill ever forget about that lad. I jut wish i knew his name.
Naturally my first instinct was to shit myself a bit I couldnt see him out of the window so I shouted are you okay where are you and he carried on crying and begging for help so i ran down the stairs and out into the street to try n see him. There he was a complete wreck of a human being around 24 crying uncontrollably panicked and desperate. I asked him what was up, what his name was where his friends were...he had absolutely no idea who I was or what I was going on about. He wasnt drunk he was perfectly lucid but had definately taken something. At this point Im still the only person that bothered to come to this guys aid and there are all these southern heartless twat girls hanging out upstairs windows watching me.
He was as wary of me as I was of him and kept throwing himself in the road and crying and screaming that something had bitten him on the arm and poisomned him, that his arms were swelling up and were going to fall off. That the poison was gonna get up his arm to his head. Now I know that sounds crazy but I swear thats what he honestly believed. I looked at his arms and was trying to reassure him he was fine there was nothing there they were normal sized but that just made it worse. He wanted apple flavour washing up liquid to neutralise the poison in his arms. Then this guy from across the road comes out to help me calm the guy down. We couldnt get any sense out of him whatsoever. We had no choice but to call an ambulance, the ambulance came and the paramadic was lsitening to the story while the guy sat the crazy guy down and the paramedic looked slightly worried I was taking the piss. The guy had to be forced into this ambulance..Ive never seen anyone behave like that. I didnt know what to do so I cried the whole time which probably didnt help this poor lads situation.
I went back to bed and my heart was beating so fast that I couldnt sleep in the morning it took me ten minutes just to gather that it had actually happened and I wasnt just dreaming the events. Id love to know whether he was okay in the end but I dont even know what hospital he went too or his name. He shall be known as acid casualty. The whole experience kind of knocked me for six, Id love to know what so called friend of his let him out in that state.
Also weird event number 2 I fell over on my way out of work and broke my arm. How shit is that. so yeh...crazy fucking week. I dont think Ill ever forget about that lad. I jut wish i knew his name.