pain and suffering, I somehow am able to feel pleasure. My whole body is completely relaxed. It is better high than any drug I have ever done. There is total silence, except for the birds in the distance singing like angels. They tell not to worry, and assure me everything will be alright as long follow the light to the end of the tunnel. I close my eyes. All I see is darkness: no light, no tunnel, just darkness. The overpowering coldness numbs every part of my body. I can longer open my eyes. It must be a pathetic sight: me lying face down on what was once an all white carpet, bleeding to death in a dark room filled burning incescents, flickering candles and a razor blade sitting on blood soaked sheets.I lay here for what seems like days, but I know has only been minutes. My mom should home be soon. She will help me. She has to help me! I helplessly lay on the floor waiting. Blood continues to drain out of my body, but with the same force as before, for my heart has also grow weak. Clouds of darkness form over my mind and reality begins to slip away. I can no longer distinguish if i am awake or sleeping, alive or dead. And with my last breath all my thoughts and memories fade away. ...
