Target language: Engels
It was a day I thought I was going to die. Before that, I’d had a sleepless night. I was tired. Now it was around noon. I left my office and was looking for a cheap place to have lunch. Crowded places were usually not my choice. I went quite far from my office. All of a sudden, I found myself in one of the neighborhoods where the lower class people lived, among youngsters with knives. Some people blocked my path. Their sharp eyes were turned against me. I thought I was going to die