It hurt. It hurt so much, I wouldn’t stop, I couldn’t stop. The pain filled my head, boiled my blood. It was horrible but I had to finish. I was amazed dad didn’t hear me. I went down to find him for help. The bleeding wouldn’t stop. I felt faint like I was going to pass out. I stumbled down the stairs towards his room. I tried to prop my self up against the door way but I fell “da...d....He..lp...Da..d...” my vision was blurred but I couldn’t see him. I fell onto the empty bottle pile the glass shattered around me. The glass dug into my fresh wounds, the pain was unbearable but all I could think about was Dad, he was missing. I just managed to pull myself up. I just managed to stumble to the front door, I mashed the key into the hole. I yanked it open and screamed “DAD!” I fell to me knees, the glass on my knees dug in further and further. The pain was so unbearable, I just wanted to die right there, the rain lashed down on my head. I dragged myself up again. I pulled some off the glass from my knees so it was bearable to walk. Just just had to get to Sasha's... I limped along the side of the road, the pain was so strong I couldn’t even feel it any-more. I bus came along. It was dark I could only just read the number, I pulled my self on and reached into my pocket and slammed some money on the desk. I stumbled to a chair and rested my head and closed my eyes.
