Her dark hair floats around her as she sinks deeper into the water, tainted burgundy by her blood. Red swirls around her, seeping from her cuts, flowing around her in the murky waters as she opens her eyes for another look into the dark world around her. She lets go of the last of her held breath as her lungs scream for air and water runs into her lungs. And as she sinks deeper she thinks of all that is wrong with this wretched world. She thinks of all the terrible people, of the hurt and pain of life, of the bullies, of the 'freaks' and 'emos', of all of the problems with this world, of all of the people who cause pain just to ease their own. And in that moment she doesn't blame anyone. Not the bullies, not her almost non-existent parents, not any of her long gone friends, not anyone. And as she sank farther and farther into the deep dark water, she finally left. She left all of the pain and agony, her long gone friends, her almost non-existent parents, everything. She was no more, and for once they noticed. They all finally noticed all of the pain she had been in, and they all grieved, and missed, and regretted, and wished. Just like she had...
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