*walks outside* I thought to myself 'today's going to he a nice day'... But I was wrong. As I walked back inside I heard the voice I wish I didn't hear. It was my "friend". He harassed me for weeks until finally I gave up. He states the night at my house as the police wouldn't come. He made me feel so harsh and bad that I felt like suicide was my only choice! But I decides that life is full of good and bad and that it was my choice to pic what I wanted to see. But I was seeing bad. I had 13 pill and a bottle of water. Then the last person I expected to walk in my bathroom walked in. Her name was --