I was sitting on a bench at the park watching the ripples in the lake. I was sitting next to a man that I did not know. My eyes were trained on the motion of the water and how it looked like a paint brush was moving every so gently back and fourth over the surface of the lake, when the man next to me got up.
I had so many stories about stranger danger, so I tensed up and lifted my gaze to watch the man. He looked at the lake with wonder in his eyes, he took a deep breath and walked forward. He walked straight into the lake and was knee deep. I un-tensed myself and got up. I walked closer to the lake. The man started walking again and the water was up to his abdomen. I tried to get words out, to call to him, to stop him; but I couldn't. I couldn't form words, so I watched. The man kept walking, and soon he was completely out of water. He was drowning. I was stuck to the floor. The man died, and I could have stopped him.
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