[ WP ] A man tries to commit suicide 50 times but something always stops him . It is almost as if the universe wants him to stay alive .

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 ( All credit to u/corbeau_blanc for the awesome idea - this is my first post here and english is not my native language, so, sorry for any mistakes - feel free to comment and criticize - also, I do not know if I can do it ( link another post used for the idea ), if not let me know and I will delete it ). 
 
 
 `` John! I'm leaving. I will use the morning to go to the market and pick up some fruits, ok? I left a sandwich on the kitchen counter, just in case you get hungry.'' 
 
 
 He did not answer back, have been some time since he did not answer back - but she seemed not to care, and went anyway. Martha had no idea what her husband was going trough. It is not very common at this time in which they live, but he heard about it - the guys at the bar laughed about the situation, depression. 
 
 
 `` Ha! These fuckers offing themselves, they just need a shovel and some work to forget these stupid ideas!'' – they used to say. 
 
 
 There is also the whole talk of having children, it made him incredible worried about everything - things were not going well on the farm and did not seem to be a horizon to improve, he really cares about all this and do not want to bring a child into this world, just to sit at the same table and see that he is a failure when it comes to providing to his family. 
 
 
 He always thought about the possibility, but every weekend in morning, when Martha leaves to go on the market or do anything else, something prevented him from actually doing it. It was always like he felt a violent push, as if falling on his back and giving up the idea on the spot, there were already 49 weeks of thought focused on reaping his very own life. 
 
 
 He left the barn carrying a rope and a stool, came into the kitchen and threw the rope over one of the ceiling beams, set up a node and passed it through his head, climbed the stool - pulled the rope and tied when he got at tip of his toes, took a long breath - no push, it was the day - and then it came - the air caught in his throat and the world whirled around, his head was hurting and it was as he were clashing with his conscience. 
 
 
 The violent push, again. This time, he saw what was preventing him from ending his life. 
 
 
 There was an older man atop of him, strong features, square face - thought he was seeing his own father. He appeared out of nowhere and threw himself against John, it was such a violent push that the rope broke instantly; his neck was marked with a pink pulsating rash. 
 
 
 He looked from top to bottom and the words came out in surprise and pain. 
 
 
 `` What did you do that for?'' 
 
 
 `` My name is James Cooper. And I'm here to save your life.''
