I'm sinking, slowly sinking. I try to gasp for air but it's too late. My eyes slowly flutter and begin closing. My heartbeat slows down. I go deeper and deeper then my body slowly hits the ground. Suddenly, I feel a hand grasp onto mine. Why am I being saved? Who would want to save me anyway?
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The girl who drowned in her tears
Teen FictionShe wanted a normal life. She wanted to live without a care in the world. She wanted a caring family. She wanted an understanding brother. She wanted a good future. She wanted to be herself. She wanted the good in life but reality is reality and tha...
