I am standing on a bridge. I have no idea where I am. I just know I got here by running away. I just know that I am injured badly. I grab onto the railing behind me that I climbed over. I look down and see the ground below me. I visualize the sickening scene of me splatting on the ground. I hear the splat in my head. The sound makes me shiver.1
I remember his face and a single tear slips from my eyes. It runs down my face and I hear it hit the ground. I'm about to jump when I hear someone. They yell,
"Don't jump! You'll ruin everything!" I stare and realize it's him.
"I'm sorry," I say. I then jump. The wind rushes by and I hit the ground.
Author notes
I purpously didn't put names in this. i am a female! I might say this if i ever think of jumping. or i'll say it if i'm about to die when i need to be with someone.
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