She stood there motionless, in the soft yellow sand. Her toes pushed softly into the tiny grains. It was a nice feeling, fresh and raw, but it wasn't enough. She looked out at the darkened blue sea, only to look above to find grey clouds. She felt sick at the sight of this, it was beautiful, but in a horrifying way that scared her. But for this very moment it didn't matter. She began to make her way to the waters edge, the cold sand not so soft as before. The waves crashing against her legs sent shivers down her spine, but that didn't stop her. As she made her way into the water the cold chill of it pierced her body with each step she took. It got deeper and deeper, slowly darker and darker, where the oceans floor was hard to be seen. It began to rain, as she looked out to the open sea, so big, full of unknown mysterious that she would shortly no longer have the chance to discover. She felt alone, but she had always being alone, and the big sea only showed her even more how little and significant she was in the world. As she counted three, two, one she went under, and let the waves take her away with the tide. She felt her head spinning, when would this be over she thought. It was not long until she felt her head crash against a rock, her head burned with pain as she saw the blood flow with the water. Her head began to spin, her vision blurred and it was all gone.
He stood there alone, on the soft green grass. It would be getting dark soon but he needed to get away from that place. He looked down the long beach, it was deserted with no one in sight, all that could be seen was big clumps of seaweed. As he began to make his way to the sand he felt the chill of the air upon his back. It was cold, but in a nice way. He started to walk down the beach, it was nice to finally be alone. He hadn't being alone like this in weeks he thought, how refreshing. As he was walking he noticed something in the water, how strange he thought, no one would be out in the surf with this current. This made him curious so he began to pick up the pass and see what it was, as he came closer he realized it was a girl. Hmm what was she doing he thought to himself. It would be bloody freezing in there, no one in their right mind would go swimming at this time of year. He watched, puzzled by what he saw. As he stood there, he saw her go under, but it was in the strangest way, she just pulled herself down, why not in or out to sea he thought. He watched, waiting for her return to the surface, a few seconds went by but nothing. Then all of a sudden, he spotted a deep red in the water. Shit, what the hell was going on, he looked around the beach where she must of come from, but no one was there. As he looked back her saw her body float to the surface. He ran. As fast as he could, without wasting anytime he ran into the water, the waves crashing against him as he made his way into the rough sea. He grabbed a hold of her arm and started to swim back to shore. As he carried her to the sand he once again looked around, hoping there would be someone who could help, but there was no one. He looked down at her, her head was cut and she wasn't breathing. What the fuck had she being thinking he thought, but that didn't matter now, it was to late to late for that.