The wind, the water, the sand, the air. The bittersweet feel of the ice cold water as i licked at my feet. My body told me to move, my body twitched at the cold, but my mind, my mind, it told me to stay. The water enveloped me as i walked further in, i was floating, i was alone on the beach. I felt serene, i heard the distant sound of sea gulls. I elt cleansed, rejuvenated. I dove in, further in, i felt my body begin to lose air, the bubbles drifted to the top. i let gravity take me, the pull of the ocean. then i knew i could not die this way, i wasnt meant to die this way, suicide would not suffice to end my story. i went up, skimming the surface, and i began to sob. A single tear ran down my cheek, i swan back to lnd. i ran home, showered and got to school, today i will not die, today i will begin to live.
