A couple is sitting on the couch. The girl sits holding a gold necklace with a key looped in it that she had just been given. It was a rather nice gift but it lacked one thing, and that was innocence. The truth was that the guy only cared about himself and what he wanted. This was more than obvious in his actions and the way he treated her.
The sun takes it time to rise over the horizon. The day hasn't begun yet but the night is far from over. She was supposed to be on her way home after a long night with her boyfriend when she passed an exit sign for the beach. There was too much on her mind to even try sleeping so the thought of sharing her feelings with the dawn sounded like a great idea. Sitting on the sandy shore watching the sun rise she cannot get out of her head the way he had treated her. A tear runs down her face as thinks about how in an abusive way he'd make her feel special for a moment and then use her for selfish attention.
Now in silence after some time of contemplation she turns to her left and sees an old boat stranded on the sand. Once free roaming the sea it now has met its fate and lies helpless. She can see her self in the boat…helpless. Her stomach turns as her the tears grow and cannot be contained by her eyes.
She looks up at the stars still lingering in the morning sky. It hits her that they remain there all throughout the day and it’s not until the darkest times that they shine the brightest. She can now feel a growing courage inside of her that she has locked up for years. There is not any man or circumstance that can hold her back. She slowly stands up with a great determination in her eyes. She begins to run strait for the ocean. In full sprint she begins ripping the necklace he gave her off of her neck and throwing it into the air. The sun reflects into hundreds of fragments as it spins motionless suspended in the air. Her feet one by one break the plane of the water where the waves meet an end to their long journey to shore. As the necklace hits the ground you can seethe girl out of focus in the distance diving head first into the simmering morning sea.

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