As she scratched away harder on her forearm, the quicker the flesh fell away. From outside the containment unit, many looked at her in dismay. Yet she still bled. Pictures of the crash flooded her mind. She watched as her parents rushed over the bridge to get her to safety. Suddenly their car was hit by force that sent it flying into the river. While the car flew, she felt free. The girl closed her eyes in bliss as she felt the life fade from those around her. Her glowing eyes flashed open as she fought her lust for blood to be shed. She should’ve tried harder. I should’ve tried harder, but I’m a coward.