I am holding the note I keep writing over and over again. It's now stained with blood. I don't even bother to clean it off. I put my suicide note on my bed. I think about everything that's happened in the past. It's all come to this. I look at myself in the mirror. Tears are running down my face. Blood is running down my arm. I stare at myself. Pointing out every flaw one last time. I take one last look at everything in my room. I look at my picture of me and my best friend, Melanie, for the last time. More tears start to fall. I leave my house and go to the beach. No one is there. I need to be alone for this. I start to head towards the water. I always felt safe in the ocean. I've been planning my death place. This was the first place I thought of. I'm not crying anymore. I can finally be happy. I close my eyes and walk farther into the water. I'm about to go under but I hear a boy. "I think it's a little late for a swim." I turn around. I see a tall figure with a light. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Just walking around." The boy says. I turn back to face the water. I go under. I feel dizzy. The last thing I see is a boy swimming towards me. I black out.
