`myhatisbread` [Thread]

When i was 7 years old my mom gave birth to my little sister. Me and my
dad went to visit her in the hospital to check out the new family
member. As 7 year olds often do, i got bored, so my parents sent me to
the kiosk right outside the main building to get an ice cream. As i was
walking towards the kiosk i cut over the lawn as it was a shorter walk,
suddenly i feel and hear a really heavy thud right behind me.

I turn around too see the warped mangled body of a man in a hospital
gown maybe 40-50 cm from where i was standing. The man had jumped off
the hospital roof after receiving news he had terminal cancer. My mom
and alot of the others in the birth ward even saw the guy flying past
the windows. The guy basically just fell short of killing me with him. A
group of doctors and psychiatrists asked me to get emergency therapy but
i insisted on getting my ice cream and go home.

This day i can still recall the thud of the body hitting the ground and
his body lying the next to me, clear as crystal. I still tell this story
sometimes, mostly when im drunk or high. I dont know why it comes up,
but i think shit stuck with me.

EDIT: Hey guys! Seems like this was a popular story so im going to
answer some of your questions! I believe it was a pistachio cone ice
cream wich is the freakin best. My parents were very considerate and
really wanted me to talk to them or someone about it, but i feel like at
the time the concept was too extreme for me to grasp and it felt scary
and unnessesary for me to talk about, i mean, the guy was dead and im
still alive so i guess ice cream therapy was the way to go. I have
talked to them about it in later years! To the guy doubting the story,
my mother was still in the hospital and got told it was a suicide not an
accident, and it was related to the poor guys bad news. As i explained i
cut over a lawn so it did not happen directly by the entrance. Believe
me, i wish this was not a true story at all! I do not think im
traumatized in a way that effects my life, but when you drink and do
drugs stuff comes up and sometimes it feels good just talking about it
in a sort of "fuck yes i am alive!" fashion. Im sorry if my wording and
spelling is not top grade, as english is not my first language! Life
rules! And i love my family :)

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