I couldn't handle it anymore. It was all too much. I just wanted to end it and be gone. Maybe nobody would have to worry about me anymore. I walked down the quite street in the pouring rain ,freezing. He promised. I began to feel warm water streaming down my face. I hate crying. I turned and seen a huge Mac truck heading this way. Quickly I stepped out in the middle of the road. Ready to end it all. As it got closer I felt more and more ready. Then I seen a big flash of bright lights come upon me. Then everything went black.