Here's my entry
As the alarm clock blared, Kate reached out instinctively to switch it off. She didn't need it anymore, since she was always awake before 6am anyways. She walked to the bathroom, washed her face, and In minutes, she was heading for the beach.
As she ran, the events of yesterday flashed across her mind, She'd walked in and seen them in bed. She loved Mark with her whole being, why were men so wicked and deceitful? She'd thought they had a future together, and he cheated on her. By now the tears were blinding her, so she stopped and sat close to the water. Just looking at it, had a calming effect, the way the waves came and went, just like the men in her life.
As the sun came up, she could see a bottle floating towards her, she grabbed it as it got near, it had a note in it, a message. She read the letter addressed to a lover from another, the words had her crying again, the writer had described the most beautiful love. Why couldn't Mark love her like this?