February 11, 2010
The Departure
She looked up. The bright, cheery sunlight took her by surprise. "This isn't so bad afterall," she whispered quietly to herself as she carefully laid down a small flower by the dock. This is where she had met her friend for the first time, back when they were both children. "Stupid children," she thought. After all these years, she has come to realize the truth of what happened. Ironically, when she finally found out, the truth did not matter anymore. She was never coming back to this dock again. This was the last time. Silently, she walked back to her car and drove off into the horizon.
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