horror stories from my past TRIGGER WARNING

 what I'm about to say is a true story. I'm going to protect the identity of the other people in this story! I'm also not going to be specific about the details of the location.

at one point in my life, I was avoiding the law by living in a place where I didn't consider to be my home, but I was familiar with this place and with the people who lived there, I was also very familiar with the area. I will just go ahead and say that the place where I was living at the time could have been considered to the trap house from the people passing by and the neighbors. so, the neighbors already probably weren't really fond of the place. 

so, to get to the horrible part I want to say there is a trigger warning that comes with this, so if child loss or overdose bothers you, please scroll away and don't read.

it was early spring, 55-degree days but the sun was just too nice to be inside that morning. I was outside just cleaning up and doing odd jobs just to stay busy. to put the mood into perspective I want to tell you i was in fact high on the meth and I was good and high. if you're not familiar with meth I want to put things into perspective really quick, my reality becomes very unsure, I start to question reality just a tiny bit, while I'm vibrating mentally in a warm hug of paranoia that's also the best peace I've felt, it sounds crazy but the opinion from this explanation you form make it ten times worse.

to set the scene a little bit, we were on the back country roads down in between two hills and there was literally no cell phone service unless you walked or drove up the hill. nobody where I was staying had a phone at the time and we definitely didn't have a car. the neighbors across the road from us they were also down the hill, and they too didn't have service on their phones. the people in the mountains would call this living in the holler. these neighbors were not very close as we lived in a very rural area and there were decent yards and plenty of space. 

I'm outside just being the person I was at the time, and this was a very quiet day outside. I hear this muffled screaming coming from a woman. I questioned if this was all in my head? was I being paranoid? I just shrug it off as something in my mind because of the drugs. 20 seconds later there was a louder scream, but I could tell that this was the same voice I had heard a few seconds ago so I knew that I was in fact not tripping. but I froze, I wasn't sure at first where it was coming from as the holler echoed. I looked over my shoulder and seen that the people where I was living were not outside so I knew it couldn't have been them. I hear this scream again and when I say scream, I mean it's a blood curdling scream that will bust your ear drums and haunt your dreams.

I, able to determine which direction the screams are coming from, and I dart off into that direction, and there I'm met with a woman running down her driveway carrying a young baby girl, she was maybe 15 months old. the mom said "help, my baby isn't breathing she ate a pill" call 911 call 911". I didn't have a phone so I told her give me your phone and let me run up the hill to get service, the mom of the child she was holding whose lips were blue and was clearly running out of time would not give me the phone, she probably thought I was going to steal it seems how my reputation in the area was not a good one. I just decided to run up the hill and call 911 at the neighbor's house. flashes of the little girl's lifeless body ran through my mind giving me the motivation I needed to run up the side of what felt like a mile long mountain up hill. I call 911 in a heavy breathing barley can understand me through trying to catch my breath panicked voice I'm able to get the ambulance the information to get to this little girl.

I run back down the hill to my house and ask a person inside to go help the mom because I had a warrant, and I was scared to be there when the police came. 

I see through the windows that there was a helicopter who landed, and the little girl was air cared to the hospital. I don't know much more from here on all I know is that the stories I was told from the news that had spread around town. 

the little girl she did live thank God. she also changed the way that view life. 

she did overdose on some kind of pill I don't know much more than that, she was in the hospital for a long time and there was a cps case open, though she did get to come back home.

no matter where you are in life just know that god can send you angels, even if they look like tweakers and are on drugs, Gods timing was so perfect that day he made the weather perfect to draw me outside and be the person who could make it up that hill to call for help and he kept her here, he said it is not your time and she was a fighter and made it through.