She called her daughter and the silence was deeper than usual.
She started banging on the door and the silence was deafening
She asked for her husband to help opening the locked door.
As they scramble to look for tools to break the lock, her heart was pounding in pain.
She heard her husband screaming:"oh, my God!"
She rushed into the room and started screaming, asked him to remove the belt from around her neck. As they started CPR and he called emergency, she heard a breath of life leaving her daughter's body.
30 chest compressions, unblock the airways, ventilation through her mouth. Every second counting.
The emergency crew arrived and started pouring on the front door. As her husband continued the chest compressions she went to open the door, and from that moment on she was not allowed back into her daughter's room.
The seconds now became minutes and minutes converted into long hours of pain, screams, tears and wailing.
As the hours became days and the days are becoming months, they miss her even more and the void gets bigger and bigger.
