All I could focus on was my mom and telling her the big news. She would be proud of me... For once. He might also see that his "wasted space" daughter is getting all the things she wants in life to become a doctor, which he never thought I could accomplish. That is, if she had been there too. Third year of high school. I walked into my house, expecting everything to go normally. Mom was sitting watching TV and my dinner was sitting in the kitchen. Instead? I sat for four hours wiping the tears off my face, almost falling apart, thinking that maybe I would never see my mother again. Cars constantly stopped outside the house, blue and red were the only colors I could see. After the question, after the question, I didn't know if I could do it anymore. Shock, anger and happiness came over me three days later; my mother was right before my eyes. Despite everything he had put me through; I was relieved to see that she was alive. I couldn't bear to lose another parent, not again. Before I even climbed the stairs, disappointment hit me, because there was a piece of paper with my name scribbled on it. I felt crushed again. I was alone. Still. I was completely lost as I ran to my room, everything came back to me. I took the last handkerchief and dabbed my face with it. I had to be strong. Suddenly, even though I was alone, I started hearing whispers. It was the voice, it took over me, it controlled me in ways I couldn't even handle, but, being my mind, it's me, right? "Go ahead." He screamed. "Go get him, you know you can't resist, you're all alone. He might not even come back, just like your dad!" A loud cry prevailed from the back of my throat. I opened the drawer, looked at the blade that was now my best friend, suddenly... in the middle of the paper... and sat by the window every day, waiting for it. I would run to the door and wrap my arms around him tightly the moment I saw him. Slowly, step by step, I had to get to that window. Every step I took made me run out of oxygen. I felt dizzy, my eyes were blurry. I finally got there; I sat waiting for my hero to come into my field of vision. I started to feel goosebumps covering my body, chills from the bottom of my back up. I couldn't keep my head any longer. I couldn't see well anymore, I could only hear breathing, then a woman's voice crackled in my ears, it was my mother, I couldn't make out the words. Suddenly I heard a bang; I could feel the soft threads of the carpet between my fingers, all I could see above me was the ceiling. I could feel my body shaking, back and forth, but I was too weak to respond, my vision was gone, darkness covered my eyes.