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telizabeth
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She was walking slowly, the grass crunching beneath her auburn boots. Brunette curls whipped around her face as she looked around shoving her hands into the back pocket of her jeans, violet eyes closed slowly as she took in a deep breath of the ocean air. Looking down the bluff at the water she mused on how easily she could just step off and end it all. "Come on Sonya don't be a chicken," She murmured to herself as she moved towards the edge. Her toes brushing the loose gravel there, as she slowly removed her light jacket revealing just a white tank top, it would make it easier for them to find her body. She smiled a the thought, oh how she could picture their faces.