Prologue
Life isn't easy, and to me, it has never been kind. Looking behind me, the hurt and pain comes back in full force; the deaths, the torture, mother, father, Snow White... Henry. I can see them all, coming back at me with full force, to hurt me and make me pay for the things I've done. And what can I say for myself? That I'm not the only one to be blamed? That It was not all of my doings? That I 've tried? I know they won't listen. They don't want to hear it. And to be honest, I don't want to hear it either. I just want my life back. And I can't even get that.
All I need to do is take a final step, and all my troubles will finally be over. That's what the voice said, and it's perpectives are appealing so I follow, like I always do. All the fruitless efforts will finally come to an end. And even though I can't stop wondering what will happen when I'm gone, I know it's the only way left for me.
Staring into the salty water around me, I feel no fear or apprehension. All I feel is a quiet peace washing over me as will soon the waves. Gently urging me to do it, to take that final step. To go.
And that is what I did.
I took the final step, lost my footing and tried hard not to survive.