Beating

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Looking down into the crimson filled tub I didn't dare lift my forearms to see. The pain had faded and my head began to feel heavier and heavier, giving in I rested my head back on the tub edge behind me.

Soon enough my head began to slide down the tub until touching the crimson waters top, then finally my head touched the bottom. the silents from above disappeared and was replaced by the sound of my very own heart filling my ears. My body spasmed in resistance but ceased after a few moments, and then.

Then beating stopped.

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