“Falling”
I stood at the edge. The wind flowed through my hair allowing it to drift in front of my eyes, above the racing cars and brutally solid road. I hover my foot over the drop and imagine myself falling down. The freefall of pure terror just before death was quite intimidating. I felt a hand forcefully knock at my back and the drop began. My vision became blurred as my mind took over and I saw my entire life pass before my eyes, reliving every second of it in just a few moments then suddenly I hit the ground and the shock jumped into my body, taking it over as its own. I opened my eyes and found myself atop that building again, standing behind that girl. She screamed in terror on that ledge, saying her goodbyes to the world. The world that was so cruel to her that she was about to give in and let go. She can go. I'm stronger than her. With one swift push she fell off that ledge, never to be thought of again. I won't be controlled by my fears.
