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This "story" will be sort of like a journal. In reading this, you get a glimpse into my life, and what I feel

Drowning

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by BriaTeasley

by BriaTeasley

Monday, March 6th, 2017

Every day I have this sensation.

I'm drowning with nobody there to help me out of the water.

The longer I'm in it, the more salty liquid fills my lungs, suffocating me.

I gasp and scream, but nobody hears.

Nobody cares.

I can't tell my friends because they're dealing with things.

I don't want them to worry or make their ordeals worse.

When I think I've regained control, seaweed surrounds my foot and the tide drags me under.

Black dots cover my vision; the lack of oxygen taking it's toll.

Every day I do this. Over and over.

The outside world is oblivious.

My family is oblivious.

My friends are oblivious.

Soon, the waters will pull me under again, but I won't resurface.