In April 1992, Chris McCandless, a

In April 1992, Chris McCandless, a young man from a wealthy American family, hitchhiked to Alaska. Four months later, his dead body was found by a group of hunters. Jon Krakauer investigated the story.
When Chris McCandless graduated from Enory Yniversity, Atlanta, in letter containing his final reports. His letter ended 'Say'Hi' to everyone for me.'
No one in Chris's family ever heard from him again.
He drove west out of Atlanta, and invented a new life for himself with a new name. He left his car in some woods and burned all his money, because, as he wrote in his diary, 'I need no possessions. I can surive with just nature.'
For the next two years, he hitched to various parts of the United States and Mexico. He wanted the freedom to go where he wanted and to work when he needed. For him, his life was very rich. 'God, it's great to be alive. Thank you! Thank you!' his diary reads.
Chris came from a comfortable background. His father had a business which he ran efficiently, and he controlled his own family in a similar way. Chris and his father didn't get on. When his parents didn't hear from him for several months, they contacted the police, but they could do nothing. In july 1992, two years after Chris left Atlanta, his mother woke in the middle of the night. 'I could hear Chris calling me. I wasn't dreaming. He was begging, 'Mom! Help me!' But I couldn't help him because I didn't know where he was.'
Chris dream ws to spend some time in Alaska, and this is where he went in April 1992. In early May, after a few days in the Alaska bush, Chris found an old bus which hunters used for shelter. It had a bed and a stove. He decided to stay there for a while. 'Total freedom,' he wrote.'My home is the road.'
However, reality soon changed the dream. He was hungry, and it was difficult to find enough to eat. He shot ducks, squirrels, birds, and sometimes a moose, and with these he ate wild potatoes, wild mushrooms, and berries. He was losing a lot of weight.
On july 30 he wrote,'Extremely weak. Fault of potato seed. Can't stand up. Starving. Danger.' It that was poisonous. He couldn't ger out of the bus to look for food.'I am trapped in the wild,'he wrote on August 5.
He became weaker and weaker as he was starving to death. His final note says, 'I have had a good life and thank the Lord. Goodbye and may God bless all!'
Then he crawled into his sleeping bag and lost consciousness. He probably died on August 18. One of the last things he did was to take a photo of himself, one hand holding his final note, the other hand raised in a brave goodbye. His face is horribly thin, but he is smilling in the picture, and the look in his eyes say 'I am at peace.'

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In April 1992 the year Chris Makkandless, a young man from a wealthy American family, hitchhiked to Alaska. Four months later, his body was discovered by a group of hunters. Jon Krakauer has researched story.When Chris Makkandless graduated from Enory Yniversity, Atlanta, in a letter containing the final reports. His letter ended in "Say'Hi" all for me.No one in the family of Chris ever or heard from him again.He went to the West of Atlanta, and invented a new life for themselves with a new name. He left his car in some woods and burned all his money because, as he wrote in his diary: "I don't need a thing. I can surive with only nature.over the next two years, he tied to different parts of the United States and Mexico. He wanted the freedom to go where he wanted to and work when he needs to. For him, his life was very rich. "Oh, it's great to be alive. Thank you! Thank you! ' his diary reads.Chris came from a comfortable background. His father was a business, he effectively ruled, and he controlled his own family in this way. Chris and his father did not get along. When his parents did not hear from him in for months, they contacted the police, but they could do nothing. In July 1992 the year , through two years after Chris left Atlanta, his mother woke up in the middle of the night. "I heard the Chris calls me. I did not dream. He begged, Mama! Help me! ' But I couldn't help him, because I did not know where he was. " WS dream Chris to spend some time in Alaska, and this when it came out in April of 1992 year in early may, a few days in the forest Alaska Chris found an old bus, that hunters used for shelter. It was a bed and stove. He decided to stay there for a while. "Total freedom" he wrote ' My House road ".So do not the less, reality soon changed dream. He was hungry and it was hard to find enough to eat. He shot ducks, squirrels, birds, and sometimes Moose, and with that he ate wild potatoes, wild mushrooms and berries. He lost a lot of weight.On 30 July, he wrote: "an extremely weak. Fault of seed potatoes. Can't stand up. Fasting. Danger. ' It was poisonous. He could not look for food from the bus GER. ' I am in trapped in the wild " he wrote 5 Augusthe became weaker and weaker, as he starved to death. His last comment says: "I had a good life, and thank the Lord. Goodbye and may God bless all! » Then he climbed into the sleeping bag and lost consciousness. He, probably, died 18 August, one of the last things he did, to take photos of yourself, one hand holding the one last note, on the other hand, raised in brave goodbye. His face terribly skinny, but he is Smilling on the image, and in his eyes saying: "I am in the world.

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In April 1992, Chris McCandless, a young man from a wealthy American family hitchhiked to Alaska. Four months later, his body was discovered by a group of hunters. Jon Krakauer studied history. When Chris McCandless graduated Enory Yniversity, Atlanta, in a letter, containing his final reports . His letter ended with "Say'Hi" everything to me. No one in the family when Chris - or heard from him again. He went to the west of Atlanta, and invented a new life for himself with a new name. He left his car in certain forests and I burned all his money because, as he wrote in his diary: "I do not need things. I can surive only with nature." In the next two years, he was tied to various parts of the United States and Mexico. He wanted the freedom to go where he wanted to and work when he needed to. For him, his life was very rich. "God, it's great to be alive . Thank you! Thank you! " his diary reads. Chris came from a comfortable background. his father was a business, which he ran efficiently, and he controlled his own family in this way. Chris and his father did not get along. When his parents have not heard from him in for several months, they contacted the police, but they could not do anything. In July 1992 , over two years after Chris left Atlanta, his mother woke up in the middle of the night. "I heard Chris was calling me. I never dreamed . he begged, "Mom! help me! ' But I could not help him, because I did not know where he was." the WS dream of Chris, to spend some time in Alaska, and that when he left in April 1992 in early May, a few days in the woods on Alaska Chris found an old bus, which the hunters used to shelter. it was a bed and a stove. he decided to stay there for a while. "Full freedom", he wrote.'My house road " . Still , however, the reality soon changed a dream. he was hungry, and it was difficult to find enough to eat. he was shooting ducks, squirrels, birds and sometimes an elk, and with this he ate wild potatoes, wild mushrooms and berries. he lost a lot of weight. As of July 30, he wrote: "it is extremely weak. Problem of seed potatoes. I can not get up. Starvation. Danger." it was poison. he could not look out of the bus GER food.'I I'm trapped in the wild " , he wrote on August 5 , he became weaker and weaker, he starved to death. His last comment says: "I had a good life, and thank the Lord. goodbye and God bless everyone! " Then he climbed into the sleeping bag and lost consciousness. He probably died on August 18, one of the last things he did was to take a picture of yourself with one hand holding the last note, on the other hand, raised in a brave goodbye. His face terribly thin, but he Smilling on the picture, and his eyes say . "I am in the world"

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in april 1992, chris in re mccandless, a young man from a wealthy american family, hitchhiked to alaska. four months later, his dead body was found by a group of hunters. jon Krakauer investigated the story.when chris in re mccandless graduated from Enory Yniversity, atlanta, in letter containing his final reports. the letter ended "say" hi "to everyone for me."no one in chris"s family ever heard from him again.he drove west out of atlanta, and remarkable a new life for himself with a new name. he left his car in some woods and burned all his money, because, as he wrote in his diary, "i need no possessions. i can surive with just nature. "for the next two years, he hitched to various parts of the united states and mexico. he wanted the freedom to go where he wanted and to work when he returned. for him, his life was very rich. god, it"s great to be alive. thank you! thank you! " his diary reads.chris came from a great background. his father had a business which he ran from his own family, and he responded in a similar way. chris and his father didn"t get on. when his parents didn"t hear from him for several months, they contacted the police, but they could do nothing. in july 1992, two years after chris left atlanta, his mother, be in the middle of the night. i could hear chris calling me. i wasn"t dreaming. he was begging, "mom! help me! " but i couldn"t help him because i didn"t know where he was. "chris dream ws to spend some time in alaska, and this is where he went in april 1992. in early may, after a few days in the alaska bush, chris found an old bus which hunters used for shelter. it was a bed and a stove. he decided to stay there for a while. " total freedom, "he wrote." my home is the road. "however, the reality soon changed the dream. he was hungry, and it was difficult to find enough to eat. he shot ducks, squirrels, birds, and sometimes a moose, and with these he times wild potatoes, wild mushrooms, and berries. he was losing a lot of weight.on july 30, he wrote, "the weak. fault of potato seed. can"t stand up. Starving. Danger. "it, that is poisonous. he couldn "t ger out of the bus to look for food." i am trapped in the wild, "he wrote on august 5.he was weaker and weaker as he was starving to death. as a final note says, "i have had a good life and thank the lord. goodbye and may god bless all! "then he crawled into his sleeping bag and lost consciousness. he probably died on august 18. one of the last things he did was to take a photo of himself, one hand holding his final note, the other hand raised in a brave goodbye. his face is horribly thin, but he is smilling in the picture, and the look in his eyes. "i am at peace. "