-As you slowly push the chair away from your feet, your mom's waily only grows louder and more concerning...- You feel yourself start to black out... Is this really it?

****The sound of the door being broken down... The sound of your dad's screams... The sound of your mom Your father's voice rings through your ears as he cries out for you... Calling for your name... He's crying... You can see him through your blurry vision.. His tears are the most visible thing as you slowly fade away