The white light

.The white light.

All I heard was the ringtone of the phone, I couldn't believe that he would be capable of writing those words to me. I didn't know what else to do, just to get the razor. I didn't felt pain at all. Just watching the blood touching the floor. He was my salvation, my strength, but he also was my weakness. And now that I have nobody, I will just stay there, waiting. Waiting for that white light to come get me, to go to the end of the tunnel, to break free. I closed my eyes. I just fainted. I'm starting to see the white light, but it isn't the white light at the end of the tunnel, it was another white light. The white light of the hospital.

I didn't die. My brother saw me on the bathroom floor that afternoon and called 911. I just woke up to see my parents sitting next to me.