I didn't even know we're I was going to go I just ran through the cold, windy streets of Brighton.
I finally lost my breath and collapsed on the hard cement. People looked at me but didn't help, they just thought I was crazy.
I walked to the bridge. I kept on speaking under my breath, "don't jump,don't jump, don't jump!"
I look at my arm cuts, cuts everywhere.
I hated looking at them, but it almost felt satisfying.
I looked down it was about a 50 mile jump. My heart raced as I let go of the stone poles of the bridge. "This is it" I said to my self out loud.
I heard a man yelling "Somebody help this girl!!"
I tried to look back but it was too late.
All I felt was the icy cold water hit my back, I couldn't breathe. I just closed my eyes and let me sink.
Man's POV:
I ran to the port with my girlfriend. She stayed back as I jumped in the water and swam where I found the girl. I thought my eye balls were freezing, but all I cared about was saving her.
I gently put my arms around her back and swam as hard as I could back to the port. I saw my girlfriend call the police and firefighters. I gave her to them and they brought her into the ambulance van. They asked "Do you know her?" "Are you related to her?" I said no and stared at her.
Hey guys second part of my story. I am going to make part 3 today.
Chikita
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Adopted By Felix Kjellburg
Fanfiction13 year old Nicole was a bro from the start, her mother past away when she gave birth to her, and a drunken, abusive father, she will have to find help to save her from this living hell.
