Close to the edge

Chapter 1

The wind whipped my hair around as I stood near the edge of the cliff. Tears streamed down my face and my mind was a blur. Should I do it this time? I kept thinking to myself.

Life sucks. My dad died, my sister ran away – we haven’t heard from her in three years- and my mum is a wreck. I have failed all my classes at school and I feel pretty worthless.

I had been in this position before. Something in my brain always changes and stops me from jumping but I’m just not sure this time.

Things are getting worse. You can tell looking at my wrists, all cut and raw.

I shuffled even closer to the edge, almost crossing the line between the cliff face and the black nothingness below me.

I couldn’t make this decision on my own – I couldn’t do this to my friends, and especially my mum- but I just can’t keep living my life in depression.

A familiar sound snapped me back to reality, it was the dull ringtone of my iPhone. ‘You’re insecure, don’t know what for...’

It was my best friend Adriana. ‘Becca, where are you?’ she barked down the phone. ‘You were meant to be at my house an hour ago!’ I sniffled a little. ‘Oh, um, I forgot.’ was my limp response. A gust of wind blew the trees around me, making a high pitched whistling sound. ‘Becca, what was that sound?’ Adriana asked shakily. ‘You’re not at the cliff...’ I stiffened. Last time Adriana found out, she was so upset, she wouldn’t talk for days. ‘It’s just getting out of hand, I can’t deal...’ I replied. Adriana took a deep breath ‘Please don’t Bec, what about everything you know and love? Please don’t make a bad decision. Please.’ I could hear the pain in her voice. She was right. I couldn’t do this to everyone. I looked down into the dark abyss. I had to make my decision now.