The Girl

The girl with black hair stood on the edge of the cliff, looking out at the horizon. The sun was setting, and the sky was ablaze with color. She sighed and closed her eyes, savoring the moment. She had been an orphan for as long as she could remember. She had never known her parents, and she had been passed from one foster home to another. She had never felt like she belonged anywhere. But now, standing here on the edge of the cliff, she felt a sense of peace. She knew that she was finally free. She could go anywhere she wanted, and be whoever she wanted to be. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath. Then, she turned and walked away from the cliff, into the sunset. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew that she would be okay. She had the whole world ahead of her.