You were never loved your entire love, not even by your own family. You were tired, upset, and depressed with your own actions.

You felt you were at your lowest. You were walking down a street, in your own feelings as you felt your body strike down towards the floor when you tripped, as the world felt like it stopped. Although, someone grabbed you by the wrist, holding you close as it seemed they ran, they were out of breath.

“You alright?” The person spoke, backing up a little.