She ponders the meaning of life and the meaning of death, knowing both have some sort of purpose. She wanders around, feeling a little lost and slightly confused about the standing situations of her life. A smile--a smile hides everything, all of her hopes, fears, dreams, and tears. She wipes her own tear away from her cheek, catching it before it trickles down and hits the hard floor. Stepping out into the world, closing the door behind her, she feels a bit of pain sting the very core of her soul and start to destroy her heart. She walks in pain, holding the tears back. Regret hovers over her, like a dark cloud, but each step makes her feel a little more free. Her voice carries in the wind as she whispers, "I want to be free..." She feels as if she shackles that she has been wearing for years have finally fallen away, the handcuffs removed, and the chains tying her back just seem to disappear.
Stepping closer to her destination, she had a second thought. In fact, she almost turned around but she realized what was for the better. She knew the choices and the decision was clear. She no longer wanted to live in pain. She just wanted to be free. Cutting free of everything, she took her final step to the edge. In her pocket, her hand trembled against the cold metal of the gun. One last sigh escaped her lungs and came out of her mouth, she whispered with tears starting to form in her eyes and a smile spreads across her face, "I just want to be free..." Raising the gun, she flinched slightly as she removed the safety. The gun to her head felt cold. The trigger was pulled, the bullet met with the skull, tearing flesh and bone and escaping the other side. Her lifeless body fell off the rocky cliff into the waters below.
She never even said good-bye.
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