I walk to the local park, when I get there, I see tons of people there.
My social anxiety picks at my mind trying to get a reaction, but I won't let it be satisfied.
I walk over to a bench somewhat away from the people, and sit there.
After about 30 minutes, my mind starts to mess with me again.
I think about the deep river below the bridge near here, and the blades at home.
"Blades aren't doing the job, but I bet that deep creek near here would."
I slowly get up from the bench and walk to the trees at the edge of the park and slip through them.
I find the creek and just sit at the bank, I guess waiting for an invitation.
I finally take out my phone and open my messages.
I find Jace's and quickly message him "Taking a swim, have a good day. Bye."
I turn off the screen and drop my phone next to me.
I take one last glance at my favorite park.
I wade into the middle of the creek and dunk my head under, feeling the icy cold water on my face.
I pop back up and stand there.
"Do it! You ugly slut, whore, bitch! No one cares and no one will save you!"
"My minds right." I whisper
I look up at the grey sky and let myself sink to the bottom.
