Personal Narrative-She's Sacrifice?

Violet stood outside, looking up at the sight before her. A mangled sign stood above the golden gate, it’s once bright colours dulled down, the cheerful yellow now a muddy olive tone. The outline where the letters used to be still remained, and she could just make out what they said. “Paradise Park,” she read aloud.
She scanned the area for a few brief minutes, looking for any active security cameras. She couldn’t afford to get caught trespassing. A hefty fine or a misdemeanor charge was the last thing she needed. To her surprise, there didn’t appear to be any cameras in sight; or any security at all. Still, she decided to err on the side of caution. Rather than entering through the main gate, she circled the fence surrounding the park to find