Over, Gone, and Lost

Over, Gone, and Lost

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"Whatcha doing?" "I'm about to kill myself so don't try to stop me" "I wasn't going to, but can I make a suggestion" "What" "You should do it on the bridge over Jefferson Lake, it's higher and the water is colder so if you don't die on impact you will freeze to death as you drown," "Is this some sort o reverse psychology thing?" "No, I'm just trying to help, I can take you there if you want and I won't try to convince you not to do it" ---- Caroline was done. she was ready for it all to be over. She was ready to die. Ben was bored. He just so happened to go over the same bridge Caroline was ready to jump off of. Today Ben was going to help this girl kill herself by taking her to a better bridge two hours away. But what can happen on a two-hour drive? Will Ben save Caroline or will Caroline save Ben? Started June 24th, 2021 WARNING: This story contains a lot of talk of about suicide and other triggering topics
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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