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Matilda Vaughn POV
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The ocean is beautiful, I stare at the brightness it holds.
I sense the calmness that the shore offers.
The cool breeze that brushes my skin
The loud voice in the air, the birds chirping.
But I'm not admiring the view,
I'm running away from it.
Running away far from it…
I feel the crawling hands, that are attempting to pull me back.
I can feel their hungry eyes on me even though my back is facing to them.
Furthermore, I stand on the mountain High, looking at the ocean underneath so far away yet so bright
The clouds are changing colors.
I feel it.
I feel myself standing in fear
Broken
Afraid
Vulnerable
It's not the hands around your neck that suffocated you
It's the one around your heart, which was meant to protect you.
The hand, whi
