The darkness suffocated my screams as the water rushed into my lungs.

My body was dragged down into the depths of the ocean.

My limbs giving up the futile battle to pull me back up.

I sank deeper and deeper.

To rest beside the cement block and chain that kept me attached to the ocean floor.

To rest beside the corpse of my older sister.

He drowned her before me.

She tried to help me.

She paid the price.

Now I shall join her in her fate.

But that's okay I guess.

Maybe I'll see her again.

Dark red tears.

Almost black.

Spilled from my eyes and dispersed in the cold, unforgiving water.

My once beautiful blue irises bled to a bright red.

The whites of my eyes giving way to black.

I was no longer me.

No longer Benjamin Thomas.

He did this.

He made me like this.

I know just how to repay him.

I'll make him slit his own throat.

There's a certain thrill to breaking someone.

Making them take their own life.

I am no longer Benjamin Thomas.

I live in my favorite video game now.

I look like the main character.

My tears still bleed red.

And my heart no longer beats.

I can still breathe though.

Forcing air through stale, dead lungs.

My world has become 0's and 1's.

My vision is blurred by my own tears.

They stained my eyes.

I am no longer Benjamin Thomas.

I have found many a name for what I am now.

I'm a serial killer.

I'm a glitch in the programing of the world.

I'm a creepypasta.

I am.

BEN Drowned.