The suicidal girl

lThe storm inside of me..

Alison stood as close to the cliff top as she dared , gazing out the sea.
The angry wind whipped loose strands of her hair into her eyes. Below her the water crashed and foamed against the rocks and fountains of spray flew up into the air. Seabirds screamed overhead,white against the grey sky.
Alison shivered, more from fear than the cold.
Behind her, across the water, lay the mainland of scotland. But she was out here, this small rocky island. Again and again the sea threw itself against the land as if it were trying to swallow it up. It terrified her. But she couldn't tear herself away.
These wild days stirred her up. They made her feel wild herself. They made her feel there was something she wanted but she dident know what is was.
She watched the dark wall of rain race towards her.
Then holding her breath she counted to three;

One, Two, Three...