Breathe.

" suddenly It's hard to breathe ".

The ocean was stunning where me and my family lived.
Me and my family always lived right by the ocean. There was a little pathway behind our pale blue house, which lead to the ocean bank and cream like sand. I used to always sit out there and play as a child, till it was time to come inside to wash off the seaweed smell and sand off and go eat.

Now as an teenager,I'll recurrently still sit out there to read or think about where would i be in the future or would i even make it that far. As for my mother she thinks i suffer from depression after what happen with me before.

Eventually my father thinks i'll break and allow him to move me away from was killing me and also keeping me alive.

But by what means how am i still holding on to what keeping me alive but as well killing me as well
Sometimes the confusion washes over me and a sudden wave come crashing down on my thoughts and reality.

Than suddenly it's so hard to breathe.