A short story about drowning. Plain and simple. TW: Death, drowning.
Beware of grammar mistakes, cringe, and cheese. This is the first story I'm publishing online. The picture for the cover was not taken by me.
These are, obviously, short sad stories that will probably get you down. Most of them are connected in some way, shape or form.
!¡!¡~ This is old writing, and not as good as I can currently do, but I will not delete it as it is a reminder I can do better. Thank you for understanding.
*Warning* ~This story may include mentions of suicide and rape, slight gore, depression, and possible drug use. Read at your own risk.