Sample number 3:
Liz looked around her cell. She was tired of helping her father. Tired of his abuse. More then anything she was tired of using her ability to help him get what he wanted. She didnt know how she was going to get out. All she knew was that she was going to get out. She knew it wouldnt be easy. Few things in life were. But she knew if she stayed she would slowly fade away. She didnt want to lose herself to his greed.