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Once upon a time I tried to kill myself; needless to say it didn't work. Later on I vowed to stay alive because I didn't want people to cry for me. Dumb I know, but still. I had long sense forgotten that vow.

A few days ago I had a few friends over. My best friend and her (forgive me but it is true) slightly mental kleptomaniac of a boyfriend. He enjoys knives, you see, so he began to acquaint himself with the largest one my family owns. I was standing at the window looking at our strange little (actually it’s rather big but still) dog when I felt a hard, icy, metallic substance slide across my neck. I didn't move, I didn't breathe; my eyes simply gazed out into the distance as if my mind had left my body. The blade withdrew when it came to a point below my right ear and then began its path from under my neck again. As its needle like point made its impression upon my unprotected skin my mind snapped back and I realized just what was really happening to me. I closed my eyes and in what felt like an eternity took in the sensation of the knife against my neck, its pressure just enough to leave its mark. The wielder was very skilled, pausing over my carotid, just enough to make me realize we held my life in his hand. I could do nothing as my body still refused to respond but even if I could have moved I knew that I would not. The next thing I knew the knife had finished its path once again and a voice shattered the peace. What was said exactly I don't recall, "Do you mind if I kill you?" I believe were the words that brought me back to reality. I could move again, feel, act, but all I did was say "Sure, go ahead." I didn't realize what exactly I'd said though, until I felt the blade against my neck. He tilted my head back slightly, gently. I felt the blade’s cold steely presence against my neck, I wondered, "I'm really going to die....?" It was weird. I didn't sense death from my killer nor remorse, despair, or fear. It was empty with a hint of astonishment and amusement, at what I may never know. His girlfriend saw what he was moments from doing and immediately put a stop to it. "Hey! You can't kill my best friend! Gimme that!" And that was that. I can still retrace the events of that day on my body. It's a little weird, knowing what happened or nearly happened that day. I've said it before and I'll say it again, "I have very interesting friends."