The edge of the cliff was only a few inches away. I took another step and watched the pebbles roll off into the ravine below. How ironic that I'm jumping down to go up. Was I overreacting? Should I have thought things through? If I was overreacting, I certainly didn't care. I took a deep breath.
No one will care.
No one will know.
This is right.
I leaped.
I soared.
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Teen FictionNo one will know. No one will care. This is the right decision. I leapt. I soared.