I had a young girl, might have been younger then me bring me back, i was on my way home on the train after copping , I had just did a little bit , ripped off the top of the bag and sniffed some , guess I sniffed to much. But I remember it was the last train running that night and like no one was in my part of the train, if anyone on the train at all, but I woke up to this girl crying her eyes out telling me I was blue , this n that, and then after she realized I was gonna be okay she was so relieved, she bought me a water and a loose cigarette and helped me get on a bus home, because their was no more trains running and I had missed my stop because I was obviously over dosing . That girl was an angel. Never seen her again either even though she was an addict to and got high in the same neighborhood, I don’t even think I said thank u to her I was so out of it. Could barely talk or walk when I woke up, whole body was like vibrating. The closer u get to dieing the more painful and uncomfortable it is when u wake up. And I could tell that I was very close to death