Prologue
The water is so cold, cold and a strange colour one I don't think I see often, it reminds me of the way the sky was once, when I was up looking at the stars and the midnight was about to turn to dawn and everything was blue and black and purple, at the time I thought it looked pretty cool now it all just seems gloomy and terrible.
am looking up at where the grass will be, beside the river, where me and "Jeanne" found the figurine, we were looking right in this spot. "Jeanne" the Thought of her name
brought tears to my eyes although that would be impossible underwater I think, "i wanna see her again, I wannatell her everything went to school in hopity hop bad cookie basket "Ilaughed in my head and bubbles came out my mouth it floated up towards the surface looking so pretty.
I reached out to touch them reminded of the bubbles I saw before I found the figurine, I frowned then, wondering just how I got here two weeks ago I was only looking into the water to see the pretty bubbles and the sad figurine now am here and it's not even a nightmare.
Am actually at the "Bottom of the river"