A dark coloured mare stood at the edge of the cliff. Her eyes filled with sadness, yet
they were filled with hatred too. hatred to her dam for abandoning her. hatred towards her sire,
who tried to drown her when she was a weanling. hatred towards everthing. She was worthless
and they never let her forget it. growing up in a herd that hated her was not fun. so she ran.
She ran untill she collapsed, exhausted. That was just 4 years ago. They probably
forgot about her an hour after she left.

Standing on the edge of the cliff. She was wondering if she should do this. I would finally end all her pain and she would be happy...