So, this is the end. And I'm sure some of you will be happy at the ending.

Truly, Cole didn’t feel guilty about the things she’d done to a poor little girl. She actually felt guilty that she didn’t feel guilty. No matter how horrible her sin, she never felt remorse, or ever the slightest hint of conscience.

Cole had no conscience, she decided. And how, parking her car on the cliffside, she got out and looked out over the deep black ocean, its white caps barely standing out against the dark of the night and the gray of the shore.

Cole stooped low, picking up a rock off the ground and threw it off the cliff, watching as it fell to its inevitable death upon the rocks and coral at the base of the cliff.

“But of course, the rock didn’t actually die, because it was never truly alive…” Cole said aloud, her words nothing more then a whisper on the wind.

“And neither am I,” She finished, and followed the rock, down into the dark.

I've taken into account that there are ALOT of errors, and i'm currently fixing them.
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Adrian St. Claire