Does it burn? Do you feel like your eyes are going to pop from their sockets from the pressure of trying to hold your breath? How many times will it take until you give in? You thrash, clutch at My hand, trying to loosen the tight grip I have upon you. You will never break it, try as you might. With each submersion you become weaker. There is little time for you to fill your lungs with air, before being forced back under the water.
You look ethereal, your hair loose, floating around your face. The light reflecting off the water, the pattern moving around you on the porcelain tub walls. Each time I bring you to the surface it saddens Me. It saddens Me to know that you will never get to grow up to do this yourself. You held such promise. You were excited, you said all the right things, acted the right way. It was a game. However, when the fun that I trained you up for began, you cried. You are weak, pathetic, worthless, and dare I say, useless to Me now.
I thought I had my protege, I was incorrect in My summation. However, now I know, that I will never try to bring someone under My wing again, it just ends in disappointment. This is why I have to do this now. You know too much, too many of My secret ways, too many of the tactics that I employ. Now I watch as you gasp, choke and sputter, trying to gain that one breath that will keep you alive. It will never come. It is well out of your reach. This is the very last time I will push you under. My hands will clamp down upon your throat, you will remain pressed against the stark white porcelain until I see your eyes go blank. Until I see your beautiful mouth open, until the water is at rest and you move no more.
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