#WritcoStoryPrompt8
The picture in the frame held a lot of memories. Some good, some sad. Her tired eyes roamed over it one last time before she tossed it in the fire. It was time to start afresh with a new identity and new face. It was the time to take back what was hers and to avenge herself for all the wrongs she suffered from. It was about the time to teach a lesson to those who thought her silence was her weakness.

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