WARNING DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/ATTEMPTS OR ARE EASILY TRIGGERED THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN DESCRIPTIVE WRITING OF THE SUICIDE SUBJECT

'PROLOGE'

I sat on the side of the bathtub feeling the cold water fill it up. I pulled back the blue curtain all the way and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. Shaking the water off my hand I thought to myself. This is it. I'm finally doing it. I'm going to make all this heart ache and torture end once and for all. A sad smile appeared on my red tear stained face. My vision was a little blurry from a few different things. I downed a bottle of vodka, I think I nicked a vein with the razor and I also downed a bottle sleeping pills.

I turned the lock on the door knob so no one could get it and then I stepped into the water filled bathtub with my shorts and tank top on. I sank down into the water with my eyes shut tightly and then opened them once I was down all the way.

I let out every last breathe I had saved in my lungs and didn't come up for more air. As I stared up at the surface of the water the light was making it bright so I let my hand out and closed the curtain. Black spots started to appear in my vision and I closed my eyes as the sleeping pills kicked in and my struggle for air was Coming to and end. 

The water started to run out of the bathtub and onto the floor but I didn't care.  Relief washed over me as I could feel my life slip away slowly. Banging on the bathroom door started up but I tried to ignore it. The banging continued as I kept pushing myself under the water my vision slipping in and out as well as my hearing.

The very last of the oxygen in my lungs had slipped out and I faded into the darkness as I faintly heard the door get kicked down and splash in the water that filled the tiles.