the struggle
She lies on her back, pawing the ground for something to hold onto, something to pull her out of her misery. The pain in her eyes cannot be mistaken. Her tortured screams and agonized cries drown out the panting of the beast above her. She grasps the last thin strand of her life with a ferociousness unmatched by anything. She struggles to survive as her life, her pride, her sanity, all that she possesses is destroyed. Writhing in agony, she soon is weakened to the point of unconsciousness. The light dims, the sounds are muffled. With one last burst of strength, she arches her back, trying to dislodge the creature that is ripping her apart. Drained of energy, of everything, she soon gives up, realizing nothing she can do will end her pain. She no longer fights it; she succumbs to the darkness. With one last tear, she fades away.
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