I looked down in horror at the blood gushing out of my wrists. What did I do? Was I crazy? What the hell
possessed me to do that? I don't want to die! I'm not ready to die!
"Where the hell is my phone?" I muttered. God! There was blood everywhere!
I found my phone and quickly dialled 9-1-1. I was getting light-headed.
"9-1-1! What is your emergency? said the voice that answered.
"I'm bleeding real bad and I need help." I moaned. "I'm getting dizzy...I think I'm going to faint."
The calm voice asked "What is your location?"
But is was too late, my eyes rolled back and all there was, was blackness.