Mr. Cockett's McBride

Her own words didn't make any sense to her. Closing her diary She stood watching the waves clashing; the mellow colors of the setting sun seemed so calming yet did nothing to clam her veins. The worlds so beautiful it always rendered her speechless, but she wasn't worth staying here, was she?
Her life flashed in front of her eyes, well if u could call it that, she chuckled to herself, such a mockery she made of herself.
She ran, ran and ran until she reached here; the expanse of beach almost secluded, except for a few couples here n there, a bunch of drunken guys. They seemed so peaceful, unlike her who had a whole storm brewed in her. she wished she could brawl her eyes out n scream but she couldn't, years for self control, self torture u could name it, mockery indeed her life was she chuckled to herself. But this would end here, a new start, nobody would know her as Quinlynn McBride, but she promised herself she would make her own identity, and big enough to make a mark .