The clock stops

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It is time, the time where the urge was too unbearable. She had done it she ran away with the little girl, far, far away. She was happy the girl was silent, peaceful just as she expected. The noice from her head, the ticking of the clock, the noise of the people. Gone, silence. She didn't regret a thing once she was there. But on her way down, down, she started to regret the memories she could've made. But it was too late, that was how she coped now, this was her life now out of the dark and overwhelming noise. She was free, at last.

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