50 deaths 50 mysteries

Falling

Falling to death

West Virginia's POV

I fidgeting with my fingers as I walked up the trail to the cliff, honestly, I don't even know what I'm doing, just to see others, and possible annoy everyone. I sighed a bit, I have no guilt in doing this, I just, I just want to be with everyone else, have everything go back to normal, like how everything was two years ago. I sighed and started to run up the trail trying to get up as high as I could. I ran as far as I could before stopping as both my legs and lungs burned, I had never been much of a runner as for my hate of exercising. I panted my legs having that feeling of giving out but they never did, I started to walk catching my breath, the trail was very plain, rocks everywhere, a few spots of shrubbery here and there but cacti was everywhere. After a while I got the burning in my lungs to stop and I started running again, the top isn't far too from where I currently was.

I ran more forcing myself to not stop until I got to the top, my lungs were burning like hell at this point and my legs hurt. I just kept going and going until my legs felt like giving out and that's when I stopped, my lungs felt like smoke was invading them and it hurt like hell. I let out wheezes and bent over then sat down to let my legs rest as they hurt, way too much. I sat down for as long until my legs stopped hurting then I got up and realized that I was there and approached the edge of the cliff. It made me dizzy from how high I was up and I looked away doubting myself on this and I looked back forcing myself to stare off the cliff. "O-oh god." I mumbled to myself.

I grumbled to myself and stepped forward a bit so that half of my feet were off the edge. In a split second I jumped off and started plummeting to the ground and within a few seconds, I had hit the ground meeting my death, everything was black after that.