I was on the edge, and my mind screamed.
I think I screamed.
I think I landed on the cushion.
I think my heart stopped.
I think they started it back.
I think I don't remember any of it.
I think my mum came.
I think my dad came, too.
I think I was stupid.
I think I wanted to live.
I think he was okay.
I think I went to his room.
I think he saw me when he woke up.
I think I kissed him.
I am no longer on the edge, and my mind is no longer screaming. My heart is.
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