I love running. I wake up early every morning and jog around a little. I live in a small town on a mountain, so sometimes is a bit difficult, but I like doing that anyways.
A day, I wake up a little late and dash out of my house without having breakfast. Bad thing to do. The shops are all closed so I can't even buy something. And soon, while I am still running, all my energies are gone.
I sit on a bench, trying to catch my breath, but I feel dizzy and my head hurts. I glance at the road once more, with the hope that someone would come and rescue me. But I don't see anyone.
I hopelessly fall from the bench, on the hard, dirty road. Before I completely lose consciousness, I hear footsteps coming near me and a male voice yelling:
"Oi, are you alright!?"
тιмє ѕкιρ вяσυgнт тσ уσυ ву мє!
I hear voices talking, and yelling sometimes, then I open my eyes. I am layin