All she can do is take in her surroundings.
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Closing her eyes, fresh rain seeps from the air and makes her come to life. A breeze with a chill tangles her golden curls, making them dance to the rhythm it creates. Sweet melodies from nature ring through her ears as she silently leaves her mark in the clean earth beneath her.
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Now opening her eyes, she sees it. She sees pieces of paradise dancing with the breeze. The roar of the ocean takes over all her feeling until she can feel no more. This is what she desired most. To be free from the burden of feeling.
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Suddenly, a hand grips at her wrist, telling her it's time to go. A nervous twitch develops as she's dragged away from a life of calmness, a life of sanctuary. The frosty hand squeezes to the point when searing white hot pain shoots through her arm. Tears escape her eyes, an all too familiar feeling for a girl at such a young age. Tears from a battle she has no chance of winning. The hand lets go, but the pain still lingers. Now the nervous twitch becomes a blind terror. For now the worst part comes. Sadly, the part she can never be saved from.
