You carried me to your house despite the rain that was beating down on you. Your parents see you coming up the drive way and they saw me in your arms. they rushed inside to help you with me and you took me into roon and you lay me down upon your bed and you start to bandage me up with help from your mom. As soon as you finish and looks right to you, you called a doctors to check on how I was doing. They came over as fast as they could with the weather outside in all to take a look at me, as you watched with your parents you wouldn’t sit still, you wouldn’t stop asking if I was going to be all right. Then they stopped and you asked for the last time and they told you with the deepest regrets that I wasn’t going to survive. I lie there in your bed all covered in my blood and your tears though out the night. To wake up the next morning to see that I was in your bed. And all over the sheets was blood and it wasn’t just from me its also from you.