I swallowed it. Well, there's no turning back right now.
White marble bathtub is almost full to the top, so I'm stopping the water. I'm throwing the huge, pale yellow bath bomb in. The thick lavender scent immediately filled the whole bathroom. Water is filling with white frizzy foam and the window and mirrors are turning foggy.
I'm dropping the empty pill container to the ground and I'm stepping into the tub with one leg. I slid in, the warmth of the water enveloping me.
The white candles on the edges of the tub are making dim, sparkly light.
Breath in.
Breath out.
My eyes are getting heavier, the pills for sleep are apparently starting to work.
Breath in.
Breath out.
My tummy feels wierd, I hope I won't throw up.
Breath in.
Breath out.
I'm sinking my head under the water.
And I'm waiting.
And waiting.
I'm slowly running out of oxygen, and drifting off to neverending peaceful sleep.
Am I a mermaid yet?
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Mermaid
Teen FictionHe sinked his head under the water. And he waited. And waited. He slowly ran out of oxygen and drifted off to neverending peaceful sleep. Is he a mermaid yet? COMPLETED (and v short aha)
