~*~ I just want to be weightless... ~*~
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I slowly walked towards the edge and looked down to the high way below. My tear stained cheeks cold from the breeze.
This was the key to my freedom, the way to the feeling of weightlessness, This is the way to finally get what I want.
I climbed up onto the ledge and grabbed a hold of the bar. I used to love this bridge, I would drive over it every morning with my mom on the way to get ice cream, I loved the voice from the cars below, its comforting. I swayed when a strong breeze whipped through the air.
I heard the people getting out of the cars behind me, yelling at me to get down before I get hurt... little do they know thats what I wanted.
I dropped the paper I had crunched in my hand onto the ground of the bridge and took a deep breath.
And I jumped.
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