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This story just popped into my head. I had to write it out, I just had to.
Lana Lang was suffocating. She couldn't breathe. She had to try, she had to. It hurt, it hurt bad. She couldn't stop it. She couldn't feel anything, she couldn't. She wanted to see. But she couldn't, she really couldn't.
Lana stared at the ceiling of the bathroom, bitter tears coursing down her cheeks. Life, she needed life. Wanted it, but she didn't have it.
The water lapped itself around her numb body. The water was so calm, so pure, so perfect. The pain becoming more and more, Lana laughed manically, realizing what to do.
Lana Lang closed her eyes, and lowered herself into the pristine waters, not caring that the water was burning her skin, not planning to resurface. It was then that Lana Lang could breathe. Her lips curved up into a small smile when she stopped.