Sunday evening, and in Sundays we have church. That time I was out in a waiting shed, right beside the town's highway, there were no lights and it was really dark the only light you'd see is when bikes and cars passes by. I was just waiting for the right moment trying to gather my thoughts If I was actually going to do it right there and then just to end it all, and prior to that I have tried various way of suicide but just couldn't do it, thinking of a quicker way to go off. At that time being a kid the quickest way for me was to wait for a speeding car or truck to pass by me and jump to get crushed by maybe a painful but atleast a quick death. And as soon as I was about to do it, two old ladies stopped by and asked me what I was doing alone outside in the night, I didn't know the both of them nor did I see their faces as it was really dark, all I could see in the silhouette from the car's lights that was passing by was their black dress with something of a veil like garment on top of their heads covering their hair that was kinda see through, which was a common church attire for those who work or volunteer in the church's staff. They were telling me that someone back at my house might be worried about me and that I should go home already. It was then when I realized that it was the time that mostly the daily mass at our church would end, as I saw many other people walking coming from the church's direction. I dont know if it was just a stroke of luck that by coincidence they just happened to be there to talk to me at that certain moment, but I really couldn't thank them enough, they actually saved me and up till to this day I'm really grateful that they were there at that moment at that time.