She takes a walk on that very beach that gets her memories back to her. She was dressed more for comfort and less to avoid the occasional chills she got from those droplets of water. The moving waves took the moons glow against the dark silent night.

She walks with her hands in her pockets looking as though as she was lost in a thought. Big beautiful eyes, round parted lips, slightly tilted head and shoulders thrown back. All so relaxed and yet a sense of sadness was casted through her charming face.

She took little steps staring at the ground and sporadically catching the glimpses of the lake. She took heavy breaths. Her wavy hair was flying away from her face. Her beauty radiated through her face. She looked as though she was filled with despair however.

Slight changes in her face showed her emotional changes.

She fell on her knees all of sudden and tears rolled down her cheeks.

She took her right hand out and slowly looked at the mini sized sharp knife that she was tightly holding between thumb and forefinger.

She made another sudden movement cut her main artery on her left wrist. The blood flowed. She didn't show a sign of pain. Her sadness still remained. Two or three minutes later she couldn't stay on her knees. She collapsed. She fell unconscious. I left.