Sandra slowly walked deeper into the ocean as it rose up to her waist.
As the water reached for her waist, she felt the water surrounding her; as she saw the bright moon reflecting the cold empty ocean. The intensity of the wave brings her closer and closer to the moon. She realizes that she is losing control of her fragile body as the waves bring her closer to the abyss. The wave dragged her frail feet up towards the surface. She sees the moon in the water and the brightness of the moon reflects upon that light when she was in the ER room shining against her drugged body. The light shined into her deep blue eyes, resembling that ocean in the sky. She could remember all the pain she felt in that room, but it compared to nothing she felt now. The needles in her body, the food forced down her throat, then forced out the same way. The tears that poured down her face. All the pain was coming back to her. Was it really worth it? Before she could turn back, she felt the ice cold water coming upon her, she couldn’t see right anymore. She tried to scream, but no sound seemed to come out. She felt like she saw angels coming to take her, and demons leaving her body. She tried to swim up to the surface. Her light body was losing the control, and the monstrous waves took over. When she finally felt some relief, getting up to the top, she heard a big growl, there was a big bang to her head and it all blacked out. She just disappeared in the deep, black ocean, to never be seen again.
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