Dusk- mini project
Eli-ran Saida
Question number 4:

Yes, I agree with this, we should never trust strangers under any circumstance.
When we meet stranger we don’t know their real face, in the beginning the stranger can be very nice, polite, friendly, quiet and even very shy.
In my opinion there are two kinds of strangers:
1) Strangers that have a good heart and they had no meaning to hurt someone and we can trust them.
2) Strangers that have a bad interest to know someone and we should stay away from them.
The main problem here is:
When we meet a stranger, how can we know if he is a “good stranger” or a “bad stranger”???
I think when we meet a stranger and we start to know him we need to be careful, we need to see if the stranger is credible and not telling lies.
If i will be in a similar situation I will be nice to the stranger and even try to know him (I love to know new people) but I won’t trust him too much and I will be careful.

Gortsby sat on the same bench and thought about the young man and he hates himself so much because of that.
Suddenly he saw the young man across the street and he was surprised to see him again, he saw him talk to someone and then he decided to go to the young man.
Gortsby: “hey you”!
The young man saw Gortsby and started to walk.
Gortsby: “you! Young man”!
The young man started to walk faster and Gortsby decided he has to catch him.
After a little chase in the Hyde Park Gortsby caught the young man.
Gortsby: “why”??
The young man: “I don’t know what you are talking about”.
Gortsby: “don’t play with me! Why’d you lie to me”??
The young man: “ok, I can explain but please, let’s cool down”.
Gortsby: “cool down? You lied to me because of a cake of soap”!
The young man: “it’s not about the cake of the soap”.
Gortsby: “so about what”?
The young man: “my wife, she is a disaster”.
Gortsby: “why”?
The young man: “she rules me and always commends me to do what she request”.
Gortsby: “and why don’t you tell her what bother you about her”?
The young man: “I’m afraid from her”.
Gortsby: “what?? From your wife”??
The young man: “look, I didn’t mean to hurt you or something like that, I’m so sorry”.
Gortsby: “I understand you but you could tell me, no matter I forgive you.
Now you need to promise me something”.
The young man: “what”?
Gortsby: “promise me to tell your wife what is bothering you about her”.
The young man: ok, I’ll try, promise.
These two keep in contact and become good friends.