It was a rainy May morning, and my parents were both at work. My brother was at school, and I had decided to stay home because my stomach felt queasy. As soon as I logged onto Yahoo, I noticed my twin sister and best friend, Dena, was on too. She must have stayed home also. My parents had just had ANOTHER huge argument before they left the house. They don’t get along too well, and they’re getting a divorce in August. Anyway, all I knew was that my life wasn’t worth living, and I wanted to end it. No one but Dena cared about me, not even my parents. They just fought with each other all the time. I had decided. I was just going to end it all and kill myself. I thought about how I would do it for a while. I finally settled on pills. I took the box of pills from the bathroom and set it next to me as I wrote my suicide note. Suddenly, my cell phone vibrated in my back pocket. Now, I ALWAYS answer my phone, no matter what. So of course, I tugged it out of my pocket and answered. “Hullo?”Â Â “Hi Bri Bri!” Dena’s voice said. I smiled slightly. “So what are you doing?” she asked. I glanced at the pills sitting on my desk. “Uh,nothing much,” I lied. I felt terrible lying to my sister, but I felt I had to. She is suicidal and a cutter also, so I didn’t want to put her inÂ a sad mood. Dena and I talked for a while, and over the course of that conversation, I put the pill box back into the bathroom. I knew that Dena loved me, and my parents loved me, even if it was just a little bit. I truly believe that one phone call saved my life.