I was on my way to my friend's house last Sunday. Turning round a bend, I came upon a crowd of excited onlookers. Curiosity got the better of me, I joined in the crowd.
People were mumbling excitedly and looking up a block of flats. There was a middle-aged woman standing on the ledge of the thirteenth floor, wailing. She seemed like she was about to jump down.
A young lady standing next to me fished out her mobile phone and called for the police. A few concerned onlookers shouted out at the top of their voices, telling the woman not to do anything foolish.
After five minutes, a group of policemen arrived at the scene. They cordoned off the area and inflated a huge canvas mattress beneath the spot where the woman was standing. At the same time, two female police officers went up to the thirteenth floor and tactfully approached the woman who was attempting suicide. They patiently persuaded her to get down from the ledge but she seemed adamant and refused to listen to them. She kept shouting for them to get lost and let her be.
The persistent officers did not give up and after about half an hour, to everybody's relief, the woman started to climb down the ledge and was led to the ground level by the two female officers. She was then taken away in a police car.
As the crowd started to disperse, I learnt that the woman had wanted to commit suicide because she was diagnosed with cancer. I feel that life is precious, she should fight against the cancer instead of trying to end her life.
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