Her toes, only slightly hanging over the edge, bare foot. She feels the wind between her toes and she wiggles them. The wind running up her legs, twining through the middle, and back up. Nakedness escapes. The wind caressing every inch of her bareness, running through her hair making it flap in the breeze. Blackness all around her eyes, arms spread out wide. This girl was once always smiling, always happy. But he raped her of her innocence, the boy that once loved her, left her with nothing. Now nothing stands in her way, besides the rough cliff's jagged edges. The voices of her friends, loved ones, peers, run through her head.
She's beautiful when she's at her weakest. She stepped away from the cliffs edge with tears pouring down her face, blackness smearing. The lost feeling ripping out of her chest, she wasn't alone anymore. She backed away slowly; every step mattered to her. She turned, and gasped, losing her breath she saw him standing there. He ran for her, he loved her. But she couldn't love him anymore, he killed her inside. He raped her, smothered her, choked her..how could she go back to that? She couldn't, she ran for the edge, and she leaps.
Darkness.
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