I held my necklace as I leaned over the balcony to see the streets below.
No, I'm not jumping.
Every December 20th, I look over this balcony and remember it all.
All that happened 4 years ago exactly.
At times I wanna tell myself how lucky I am Isaac was involved in my life. If he wasn't, I wouldn't be here.But then I remember how unlucky I am, that I am still here. Still breathing. Still living.
But dead inside.
I stumble back from the edge unaware of my own surroundings. I lift a hand to my head, the earth beginning to spin rapidly. I step inside, before I fall to the ground.
I seem to fall forever.
Then I black out.
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Ficción GeneralWhen Emilia meets up with her old friend from high school after he joined the military, things shift. Perspective changes. Purpose changes. Introspection changes. Hearts change.