I was miraculously rescued from a highly probable suicide on a cruise

*TRIGGER WARNING*<br><br>Heaven sent me a guardian angel<br><br>This is my story. <br><br>I was 14 when the incident happened (I know you're probably thinking that a 14 y.o. wouldn't be going on a cruise on his own, and you're right, my parents were with me too). <br><br>This happened in the year 2012, when I was on a family vacation to the Philippines. My family and I decided to do a 3-day island cruise to their beautiful beaches. <br><br>It was a really joyous ride, everything was so magical until I met “him”. I don’t want to indicate any genders here, but I’ll just call him “Chris” for the sake of the story.<br><br>I met Chris in the first hour of the cruise, and he immediately approached me and became friends with me. He seemed normal, and I was enjoying his company. He was about 5-7 years older than me. <br><br>After 2 hours of sailing, we were given the option to explore the different amenities on the ship. I wanted to play billiards while my parents wanted to relax in the lounge. <br><br>Chris volunteered himself to be my billiards opponent, and I didn’t see any problem with it. At this point, I didn’t even tell my parents that he was playing billiards with me, since my parents were inattentive at the time, and assumed that I was playing alone anyway. <br><br>While we were already playing billiards, Chris offered me a soda. I gratefully accepted, but little did I know, it would change my life forever. After 10 minutes of playing, I told Chris that I was going to the comfort room, to which he agreed. <br><br>I proceeded to the comfort room, and I really can’t explain what happened next. My head felt in a daze, my vision started becoming blurry and then – I blacked out. <br><br>When I woke up, I was already in Chris’ cabin, and he was already on top of me. I tried to fight him, but my body felt so heavy and I couldn’t put up a fight. <br><br>I was trying my best to fight back but my limbs were heavy. And then, at that moment, I don’t know what came over me, but a miracle happened, and all my strength came back to me. <br><br>I fought back, kicked him, and I don’t know how I was able to do it, but I somehow miraculously got dressed, opened the door, and ran to the hallway. <br><br>I was so disoriented, and I didn’t know where I was. I was banging random doors until someone answered. <br><br>She was a godsend. She was an elderly lady, and she looked like an angel to me. She asked what happened and then she immediately called the ship authorities. <br><br>They took me to the ship infirmary, where my parents were looking for me. They were crying. They never found me when they searched everywhere and they feared the worst. <br><br>They were so grateful when they saw me. I was too dazed to process anything, but when they took me to our cabin, I blacked out again. <br><br>I didn’t wake up until the day after the next, which was also the last day of the cruise. <br><br>The most shocking part was that Chris was no longer anywhere to be seen on the ship. I searched for him and he was nowhere. I thought he was just hiding somewhere, but he literally wasn’t anywhere. <br><br>It felt like I was in a dream, and when I asked my parents about Chris, they told me that they never met him, and that they never knew about him in the first place. <br><br>I thought maybe I dreamt it all, but come to think of it, it seemed so real. The elderly lady who rescued me was real though, as my parents also saw her. <br><br>To this day, I couldn’t find any answers to what happened, but I’m just grateful that the ship authorities rescued me just in time, and that the incident didn’t end badly. <br><br>To this day, I still have no idea what Chris did to me, how he was able to drug me, and what his intentions were, but one thing is for sure, I couldn’t have escaped if not for that elderly lady’s timely rescue. <br><br>I still have trust issues to this day, but I’m working on it. I’m grateful that the incident didn’t traumatize me and I’m just grateful that I didn’t end up a statistic. <br><br>I’m just sharing my story here, so I can finally let go of it and move forward. It’s been a long time, but I think I’m finally healed. :)