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I slowly walked down the long beach. The terrible heat rising from the sand seemed like a punishment for what I had done. However, even if the heat was ten times more powerful, it would not right my wrongdoing. Destroying your life is just one drop in the ocean compared to tearing a family apart. I felt I deserved an ocean-ful of punishment for my ocean-sized mistake.

I could kick myself for being such a coward! Just as the animals dig under the sand to hid from the sun, I had hid from responsibility. There was no way I could undo the deed that I had done, and I cannot even begin to fix it.

In a demented likeness of a mother sacrificing her life for her child, I realized what I had to do. I would sacrifice my life for future victims. Future victims would be spared from ever being harmed by my ugliness. As I walked through the water, I knew I had already done too much wrong to fix it by this act. The water level rose up to my head. This was all I could do.