12/30/13 Monday, 3:04pm

I have been stuck in here for hours...and still none have come to my rescue.I feel my grip slipping on the table I am holding on to.I can't last much longer as I haven't eaten for a day so my strength is slowly dwindling down as we speak(I knew I should have eaten that sandwich from subway,but alas it had mayonnaise on it...Oh how I despise mayo) If I do not suffocate from the plush cushions I will surely die of thirst and starvation.I closed my eyes gently,hoping,wishing,praying,For my life to just end.What did I even have to live for in this world?I would be better off dead.So...I let go and fell and fell and fell and fell some more and then one more inch.Deeper and deeper away.I longed for the comforting cold embrace of death.The glorious darkness and numbing feeling it brings.But just as I eased into it's feather-light taction...I was pulled back into consciousness by the sound of someone yelling...I was to frazzled to hear and think clearly but I could faintly make out the sound of my name...Was it help?

To be Continued...