Mine?
Deb turned and gasped at the sight of a brand new freshly coiled noose swaying in the breeze. Her hands instinctively went up to her collared neck as she gazed at the heavy jute rope, hearing the slight creak as the wind played with the noose. She already knew just what i felt like to have that rope looped over your head and pulled tight. How the ropes braids would pinch her skin and how the noose would feel heavy against the back of her neck. Now she would get to feel it tighten and tighten as her feet left the ground and all of her weight was take by that coil of rope. The looked past the noose to Danielle who stood holding more rope. 'Well', she said smiling 'better tie me up then!'