The bridge lay above the water sparkling like a sunbeam.
She stood in the middle looking as if a ghost living out her haunt. She was
eerie still, just listening to the sound off the wind echoing. Her eyes fixed
on the water below. She saw something no one else could have seen. She stared
at the water below. She saw a girl in the water. She was screaming. She was
drowning, falling deeper and deeper in the murky water. The girl was dying. She
stared from above but did not scream out for help. She wanted the girl to
drown. She wanted her to die. She didn’t know why nor did she care. She looked
closer at the drowning girl. She knew she didn’t really care about what she
looked like but she felt some sense about her. As she looked closer, her heart
jumped. She knew that girl. She was that girl. Without a second glance she
started to walk away from the bridge. That girl needed to die.
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