My hands are shaking. My adrenaline is pumping. I know that when I make any sudden move at all that I could be flat out dead. Is this the right choice? Is this even me? It certainly doesn't feel like me. At least not the me I used to think I was. My hair is blowing so hard in the wind that I can taste the watermelon perfume I used this morning. My feet are on the edge of the cement lining of the bridge and I feel exuberant. I don't know if I just feel relief from the fresh outside air or if my mind is full of mixed messages. Before I know it, I'm looking down 150 ft. into the clear blue water clashing around below me. I look up into the welcoming sky one last time before speaking my last words aloud.
"This is for everyone. Everyone who didn't believe in me. Everyone who put limits on my goals and dreams. Since you obviously feel like life would be more satisfying without me, my actions today are for you. You and you only. Maybe next time you'll think before you speak. This is for you. This is for y-"
My foot stumbles on the small pebbles in my way. One foot is suddenly hanging over mid air and I decide it's now or never. I launch my other foot high in the air. I now know what it feels like to fly. The feeling is amazing but I know it won't last long. The ground grows closer and closer by the second and I close my eyes, now fearing death. 3-2-1
My body plunges against the hard rocky ground and the only thing I see is thick red blood before my world turns black.
