I stood there scaling the bridge and looked around, I made sure nobody was there to stop me. I sat down quickly waiting for the people walking by me to pass by.
It was freezing and dusky, I thought of bringing a jacket but I knew it would be useless. The Chicago wind burned my face, I used my hand to shield it but quickly put it down. There was no point in it because after this I would no longer feel pain.
I stood back up, up onto the edge of the bridge, my chest shook as I inhaled. I jumped. The last thing I saw, a glint of the beautiful reflection of the stars in the water.
Regret.
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Life On Death
HumorThe story of two young lovers Vanessa and Sebastian, growing up in rough conditions and struggling to get by. Their lifestyle brings them together but will they end up breaking each other's hearts to such an extent so that they can never love again.
