I'm walking into my fate. The fate you would never expect from me, a nice quiet girl. But I know what I want now. I carry my legs heavily, every step feeling as if I'm sinking in quick sand. And then I'm buried, my whole body engulfed in the dark waves. I keep walking even though I'm already fading. I feel tiny grains between my toes. My long hair flows in my face and then I accidentally inhale a breath, hoping to fill my screaming lungs with oxygen. But all they found was the liquid tendrils seeping in through my now closed lips. Blackness forms at the edge of my vision. I open my mouth, and attempt to exhale. It leaves my lungs, but only to be filled with more. This liquid acts almost as a poison, a long and painful poison, if that's all you try and breath. But in the end, you never fall. My whole body was filled with the poison and it carried me so high, I felt like I was reaching the sky. But when I got to the top, I was long gone. 

I was stuck floating in the salt water.