You have had a hard day. You decide to go to the beach to relax.
When you get there you only feel worse because it's empty. It's cold and rainy. You start to think. You think about your boyfriend who wanted nothing but money and *** from you. You think about your best friend and how he molested you. You think about your brother and how he told you to **** yourself. You start to feel worse and worse. You don't know what to do. You try to distract yourself. You count the number of cinder blocks on the dock. You notice one is loose. You get and walk over to it. You try to pull it out. Its stuck. You wiggle it a bit more and it pulls out. It's heavy. You end up dropping it in the sand its so heavy. You think about how your life *****. You think about the kid at school who called you fat. Then you start to think more about how your brother told you to **** yourself. You think enough is enough. You pick up the cinder block and you walk to the end of the long dock. There is a short rope tied to the dock probably from a boat. You try to untie it. After untieing it for over twenty minutes you finally get it loose. Short but long enough to do the job. You tie one end to a cinder block but it falls off immediately. Then you try copying the knot you just untied. You pick it up and it stays. You put down the cinder block on the end of the dock. You take off your shoes and sit next to it. You let out a sigh. You take the other end of the scratchy rope and tie it around your ankle. You pick up the cinder block and put it on your lap. You start to get scared. Your breath is heavy. Your heart is racing. You stand up with the cinder block in your hands. You think this is it. You take a calming breath. The cinder block seems to feel lighter. You make the decision. You throw the cinder block with all your might and when you do you immediately feel regret. You realize this was not supposed to be your ending. When the block falls it jerks you toward the water breaking your ankle and scratches your back on the dock. When you crash into the water it is so cold it feels like a thousand tiny little knives. You scream on instinct only to realize no one can hear you. You ankle feels so swollen and full of pain. As you slowly drift to the bottom of the lake you scream and flail your arms trying to get to your ankle to untie it. You cant reach. Your almost out of breath. Your heart is racing. Everything hurts. You need to breathe so bad. You have no choice. You breathe in the water. It burns. It burns your nose. It burns your throat. It burns your lungs. Everything hurts worse and worse. You start to lose consciousness. Your vision is blurry. Everything burns. Everything hurts. Then the pain is gone for good.