Another time I was saved.

Year's ago back in high school someone got murdered because he was drunk and broke into a house and fell asleep on the couch.The woman who lived there found him sleeping after coming home from the bar,so she called a friend.When he showed up,he beat him to death and got away with it.

One weekend after getting kicked out of my hotel room for being too loud and rowdy, partying,I had to walk home,which was over an hours walk.
Being so drunk and on acid and for some stupid reason I decided to do the same thing as mentioned before,but to take a massive dump lol.It was really a bad case of diarrhea.
I remember thinking "I'm going to do this and take a huge crap.I dare them to kill me."
I even knocked on some random door and asked to use the washroom lol aww man,don't do acid.


As I was walking down this dark street,someone called me by this name and it stopped me dead in my tracks.Turning around, there was this person standing there.He said "don't do it.Go home".I asked him who he was and he said he's watching over me.
I asked him to say that name again and remember feeling like I knew that name.As quickly as he said it,it was forgotten.

That Angel saved me from doing something very stupid.
Anyways.Ended up taking a big dump in a bush and took off my new Gary Payton Adidas shoes before doing the deed,and leaving them there.
I didn't even know I had no shoes on till coming up to the 2 km gravel road to my house lol.

So who am I?