Three sundays ago, I woke up like any other day. I had three tests in the upcoming days at school, and I really needed to study for them. I started feeling a little down, and as the hours passed I got worse. Both my mom and older brother were away, so I was home alone that day. Instead of studying, I was talking to my best friend on Whatsapp like I do most of my days. She knows about my feelings, and about my suicidal thoughts and that I self-harm. She realized that I wasn’t okay by the way I was talking to her, and she asked me to please not cut myself. Her mom then forced her to study and she told me she had to go. Usually I’d just say something like “Okay…”, but since I was feeling even worse than I normally do I said “Please don’t go, I need you…” and so she told me that she’d talk to me on Twitter by using her laptop and telling her mom that she was working on a (real) project for school. In the time that she was probably turning on her laptop, I was busy tying a noose and hanging it from my bedroom’s ceiling. I started crying really bad; I didn’t remember the last time I had cried that many tears. I wrote a quick suicide letter that included the list of songs I want on my funeral, because I had already written my real one, but I never got to finish it. When I got a DM message from her on Twitter, I told her that I really wanted to commit suicide. She started begging me not to hurt myself. I told her “I’m going to do it” and I stood on the edge of my bed holding the noose. The only thing that was left for me to do was to put the noose around my neck and jump. I was still crying my eyes out and my legs started shaking. I couldn’t stand anymore and I collapsed to the floor. I looked at my phone and my best friend had sent me messages saying that she was crying and shaking, “Stop it, or I’ll tell me parents!”. I thought about that and replied with “Okay, go ahead… But please don’t tell them that I want to commit suicide.” She replied telling me that she was going to tell her parents that I want to run away from home. “Wait” “Wait, please wait…” “Hold on, baby…” she told me. After a very short time I got a message from her saying that she and her mom were going to pick me up. I stopped crying, untied the noose from the ceiling and packed my bag with the books I needed to study for my tests. After 10 minutes or so the doorbell rang; that was her.. Nervous as I was, I walked down the stairs, took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw her standing in my front yard, looking down. I just stood there.. Looking at her. She was wearing a dress and I remember thinking how beautiful she looked. She looked up and slowly walked up to me and she hugged me. After some seconds I asked her where her mom was, and she told me that she was parking the car. We heard footsteps and we stopped hugging. I grabbed my schoolbag and said ‘hi’ to her mom. I closed the front door and looked at my best friend. We walked to the car without either of us saying a word. We sat down on the backseat of the car and she leaned her legs against mine and I grabbed her hand. I was just looking out of the window… I didn’t dare to look her in the eyes. We arrived at her house and we went to her back yard. We sat down on her bench and she pulled my head against her for quite some time until her mom sat down next to me and pulled me against her now. She kissed my face and told me how loved I am. After quite some time too she let me go and my best friend pulled me close. Her mom suggested that we should come inside to drink some tea and after we did we went to my best friend’s room to study for our tests. We did that for maybe one hour, when her dad came to us to tell us that he bought ice cream, so we went outside and ate it. I did something that made my best friend laugh and I laughed too. The sun was shining and warmed our faces. We went back to her room to study and we were both sitting on her bed with our books. It was 5:30pm and her mom came upstairs to tell us that she was going to drive me home in half an hour. She left the room and I looked at my best friend. She was staring at her book and I put away mine. I moved closer to her and put my arm around her waist. “What’s wrong?” I asked, but she didn’t answer. I hugged her and after some minutes I asked again. “I don’t want you to go” she said as her voice almost broke. I told her that I didn’t want to go home either and she turned to me and hugged me tight. I felt her heart beating and by the way she was breathing I noticed that she was crying. I started crying too and I let her go a little and looked her in the eyes and whispered “I love you…” for the first time and I hugged her tight again. Time flew and it was 6pm. We went downstairs and her parents wished me good luck. We sat down on the backseat of the car again and this time it was her dad driving us. I grabbed her hand again and we drove to my house. I really didn’t want to go home, though. I wanted to stay with her. But of course, we arrived at my house and they both walked me home. My mom was home, and she knew that I went to my friend’s house. My best friend looked so worried when I went inside and she had to leave me… I was alright, though. I was feeling alright on the same day I almost commited suicide. I was alright, because she made me feel better. She was there for me when I needed her most. She came to me and saved my life. She’s still saving my life. I love her so much. My best friend is the most beautiful, lovable and wonderful girl in the world. I love her so, so, so much. Thank you, Daniëlle. You saved my life that day.