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Jumping forward into the unsettling and pugnacious clouds that loomed over the roaring and thunderous sky that seemed to beg for mercy under the overwhelming force of each drop, scattering into fragments on the marble like leaves which the aggressive breeze hoped to take from, its essence which symbolised life was under attack by the sharp and merciless winds that took form and aimed to recover its loss, but was trampled by its own feelings. In the Deep, devastating darkness, the dull wall oddly reflected her feeling of sadness as the brightly coloured drawings showed a happy family of three, as she looked at the drawing, her hand trembled as if reminded of something terrific, she struggled to reach the phone which was violently ringing as it continuously lit up as if to make her remember her dreadful past that was haunting her, she moved cautiously as if any mistake might be the end of her. She asked herself, how did i end up here? . It was as if she was trying to shake of the nightmares that aimed to drag her down into the abyss. As she reached for the phone, she suddenly became shocked, the once dull home now became her source of hope as she regained the vitality that once had been dragged down by others. The bright drawings suddenly became the light that had been recovered, she became so over the moon that her cautious nature disappeared with her trauma, the more she scrolled, the more happy she got, the less terrified she became as he was finally caught. The years she spent being humiliated by society had made her emotionless and lonely, this was the first she shed tears of joy, she only thought of one thing: family which she had not seen in years . It may be that the weather reflected her mood as the once sunken and depressed mother finally found justice for the death of her child. She was so happy that even the sun seemed to sense her complex emotions.