• Alisandra sobbed as she looked down the cliff. She fell down on her knees inches from the edge, and still crying. Her world felt like it had been smashed.
    "Why did I do this?...
    Why did I push him?...
    Why must I live like this?...

    I loved him...

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    Alisandra's body shook repeatedly as tears slowly moved down her angelic face. Suddenly, her eyes opened with a jolt.The surrounding people jumped in shock as she slowly raised off of the bed. She didn't seem to notice the surrounding people, or, if she did...she was ignoring them.
    She turned before she exited the door.
    "Why did you have my kill him? WHY?!"
    As she left the door, the room was quiet...Until a man with silver hair followed her. He ran to catch up with her fast pace.
    "Sweetie, you need to learn from your mistakes." he whispered.
    "You have no right to call me 'sweetie', Father." She said as she walked faster. "Father, I just don't feel that this is right. This punishment isn't the correct way to do this! Why torture people with having them re-live their mistakes?"
    "I've made my fair share of mistakes too. You're not alone."
    "I just.....It's just....i don't belong here. You know as much as I do that..." she pushed her father towards the wall "that because of what Mom was...I'm different than everyone else. I'm leaving tonight, after the 3rd night shift, Bruno will help me."
    "I'm already packed, and you'll do fine without me" she explained reassuringly.