She felt like drowning.
Sitting on the window of her room, fighting to get at least a bit of air into her lungs.
The sky was turning red with a pinkish orange stain but she was too busy pulling her hair to care.
The scratches on her arms began to hurt and she had gone from silently crying to loudly sobbing in less than a minute.
A horrible pain had taken over her chest and she felt like only ripping her heart out could calm her down.
She needed somebody to hold her and tell her that it will be alright. Someone to listen to her even though she was unable to say a word.
An invisible wave of tiredness ran all over her body, washing the last bit of strength she had.
Her vision was all blurry and she could feel her eyes heavier because of all the crying, her only wish was to end all the pain running through her mind and body.
Those are the kind of reactions you get when you take somebody over the edge.
The only problem was that she had been over the edge for a while, she only had recently realised it.
