Fear consumed her, fear of the unknown. That consuming aura of the things hidden beneath the normal eyes.
She looked down the tower, she has always been like this ever since that fateful day,a day which she can never remember because her memory of that day is blank. People seem to recognize her as well as not recognize her. She looked down at her palm and was fully convinced that this is her fate. She was not born to be loved. People can't really tolerate her that's why a spell has been casted upon her. A spell coined and refueled by hatred.
But,is all going to end as soon as it started, she felt that darkness eating her up , she can't let history repeat itself and she is doing what she thinks is best not for her but for all the people of Samoa her home and pride.
So she jumped, jumped off the terrible dream, jumped off the tower, jumped off the life line.