Fallen on me

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I was doing my own thing just looking at the clouds turning their shape into stuff and just plain enjoying a quiet moment when I see that strange phenomena people call a UFO in the sky "Holey shit!."

I realised this UFO was plummeting to earth and as it got closer I was even more freaked out that it appeared to be some suicidal sky diving jumper or something Anyways it was far away and where the soon to be dead body was going to land I didn't know.

It got close real fast and I realised it was going to land close to my location I'd be first there, damn it I've never had to actually use that first aid course. I don't think the first aid course covered this. I'm watching it and it seems to want me to catch it because I'm like awwwww hell no and begin running away from it but it's zooming directly at me.

It grabs me and I fall hard to the ground both of us tumbling along the grass for a few moments. He puts his big meaty arm out and stops us tumbling any further, I look up into the face of the most insane person on the planet shocked, but not for long.

"The hell is wrong with you!." I sit up because he's walking away across the field now so I follow giving a loud scene by scene how I need to change my underwear now. "You should have zigzagged." is all he had to say for himself. Oh no he didn't. "I should have zigzagged?! Wellll excuuuse me for not know proper crazy person falling from sky etiquette!." I ranted

"You're excused, besides you're giving me a headache." he said calmly "I'm not leaving I need to do first aid or call an ambulance or something." I said hysterically realising this guy seems A okay and it looks like I went a round with mike tyson.

I grab his big thick arm and try pull him in the direction of my house. I yank on it harder but all I hear is "Could you not?." I run ahead of him and walking backwards try look at his eyes maybe he's got concussion or doesn't know I'm trying to help or he's dazed or something.

Talking slowly facing him with hopefully a friendly expression "I." nice and slowly and loudly so he can hear me "Am" I point to myself "Trying" "To" I Hold up two fingers "Help" "You" pointing at him

He keeps walking but in the same loud and slow voice with actions as well says "I" points to himself "am okay" making an okay symbol. "Well you're stuck with me till I can make sure, or you can stop by my house real quick and I'll do a check and let you be on your way free from me." I look at him expectantly "Hmmm what do you say?." All I got was a "No" as he kept walking

In good conscience I couldn't just leave him, his family would be worried about him, I don't think this behaviour is normal and it's now getting dark he'll be hungry and tired and all alone. I sigh and silently follow him till he gives in to being checked out preferably properly by a doctor and a mental healthcare professional.

We walk for hours literally, midday had turned to evening, my stomach had grumbled a few times, I was cold, pretty sure mosquitos were eating me and I couldn't see well in the dark unlike mr march (because all he's done is march along) who seems to be just fine.

I keep going, though I'm lagging behind the guy who I'm trying to help, and slowly as the night goes on that gap only gets bigger. Okay here's the thing about me and it's stupid but I am stubborn.

I'm stupidly stubborn. I try turn it into a positive for things but sometimes it's a big fat negative and this is one of those times. I had tried to talk to him, I tried compromise and now I'm going to die from thirst and hunger possibly a serial killer getting me on a deserted road because I thought I would win. I'm also competitive which is another bad trait.

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