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Leaves crunching beneath feet, was the only thing to be heard as she once again sits alone on the bench, only thing is; she's not alone.

She hears voices, two or three men, but she is not given enough time to think as a hand is tightly pressed against her mouth.

Her screams were muffled by the palm of his hand.

As common sense kicks in she grabs his wrist bending it back, snapping it immediately.

He falls to the ground, groaning and holding his newly broken wrist tightly to his chest.

She looks at the other man as if to say 'Bring It On, I Dare You' he backs away putting his hands behind his back, she sees the shiny metal of the gun, and immediately kicks his knee in.

Him falling to the ground next to his friend screaming in agony.

She kicked the man, who grabbed her first, in the gut and walked off leaving the rain being their only lullaby.

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