It is a chilly heavy rain. My hair is drenched, that my face is almost covered with my black, stringy hair. The rain has absorbed into my shoes, making it near impossible to walk, my feet are numb and turning stiff. A train zooms by in a deep ditch which used to be an old canal before the new electric rails were built in. The place looks scruffy with so much crap that has obviously been thrown over the brown, discoloured fencing. I am alone, alone again, my friend lives the opposite direction of which I was walking, I don't have many friends, everyone just bullies me just because I am just a "waste of space". Not one day goes by when I don't have suicidal insults thrown in my face "Oi, you lil' tramp, go f***ing jump off a cliff!". Perhaps this world would be better off without me.? I stroll along more beside the train track, paranoid of seeing anyone from school or unexpectedly being dragged by a stranger that could drive me off somewhere and strip me down and-
I push my hair aside to see a reachable ledge that leads directly above the train track. No one is here, apart from a man that has drunk himself into the depth of his soul with off license spirits: it must be. I take a deep breath and raise one leg onto the ledge, I pull myself up onto the ledge which comes out about an arms length. I look up and see rain still pouring that it runs down my cheeks like tears, which not long after this pour out of my eyes and onto my jaw line. The pain, it never leaves, I hate myself. I am so worthless and I don't deserve this life I have been given, I am ready to let go... I release my hands and fall in the direction of the rails... This is the end of me... As I fall to my death...
