There I was, at the top of the shard. It was a fine afternoon, everything was tranquil. All of a sudden I banged onto the glass cladding. Laying there in a semiconscious state I was trying to understand the situation. “Somebody please help me!” I bellowed then I heard someone shouting at me. “Hold on to the pipe.” he cried. “I’m trying to hold on” he shouted, “I have to let go.”

"And if you do it you'll die"I exclaimed.My hands started to sweat i was slipping off.I looked up closed my eyes and prayed to God .