Tonight i was at the hospital and they saw the finger marks from his hands on my neck. I ran out afraid because she asked if she could ask me some questions. I ran out and left quickly, and i pulled over to the train tracks and i parked on them, i was just sobbing. i pulled to the side and got out and was walking on them, mindlessly just hoping it would kill me. All of a sudden i heard the sounds on the wheels on the metal tracks and i stopped and turned to stare at it. It was a good distance away but the tracks were straight so i could see it come. I pulled myself together and put in my mind not to move. As the whistle blared i stumbled out of the way and ran from it. Face it, i'm not even ma enough to kill myself.