As everyone starts filtering out of the court room the police unlock the prisoner box and escort me out. "I have to go to the washroom," I say between tears. So far I've show no aggression so I should be allowed to. They all look at each other before escorting me to the women's restroom.
I'm about to go in before I realize I can't go to the washroom with my handcuffs. They quickly unlock them and I go into the washroom. The guards all wait outside the door because it's just a one person and I can't do anything to hurt them anyways.
I go in looking around for something. Anything. I need to find something because I can't live this life anymore. Not like this! I go into a stall locking the door behind me. Inside there's nothing so I guess there's only one option left. I left the toilet seat up before bending down. I blow out all of my air before sticking my head inside the water.
I hold myself in place as I struggle for air. I hold myself in the water thinking about how bad life will be if I stay alive and it will be better if I'm dead. And just like that my body goes limp and my mind goes blank.

Officer's POV
"She's taking too long we have to go in," I say pushing past Doug and going into the washroom. That's when I spot her feet sticking out from one of the stalls. I call the others in and we pull her out from the stall. Then we just stare. She could be trying to trick us. I step closer to the young girl.
I put two fingers on her neck feeling for a heartbeat, but I don't feel one. "She's dead." I say simply.

THE END