Lying on the cold floor, blood covering almost every inch of my body, not able to move nor call for help, It's terrifying knowing that... Your slowly dying. I was scared... I was scared because I was alone, there was no one to hold my hand and be there with me till the end. I was shaking madly, hot tears streaming down my cheeks... I wish mom was here with me and tell me 'Everything will be alright'. I want her to be the last thing I see before I die. My vision is slowly blurring and the screams were fading... This is it... Its finally over. ***