I felt my children struggle under the water, part of me wanted to drag them out but the other part wanted them to die. It felt like a part of me had been lost. They writhed under the water, trying to escape the grip of a grieving mother. I could hear them screaming but it seemed far away as noise filled my ears. Then, I awoke, realizing what I had done, My eyes filled with tears and I begged God for forgiveness. Their bodies lay still, oh so still, in the churning water. My tears poured down my face, like a volcano that had erupted after holding lava inside, I never realized that I was like the volcano, lava slowly burning away the inside. Overcome with guilt, I slowly rose, taking my last breath and my life with it. I walked into the lake, slowly submerging myself until I couldn't fight anymore. I realized I deserved worse than death for what I had done.
