The only sound that could be heard for miles was rapid thudding of footsteps and ragged breathing. And yet, to the person making those noises, nothing could drown out the pounding in her head as she raced up the stairs.
Just a little more.
The thought had turned into a chant in her head.
Just a little more.
Just a little more.
It was at times like this that she wished she had the athletic capabilities of her sister. The speed and stamina would really help. Alas, she had chosen to pursue music instead.
Just a little more.
Just a little more.
She shook the thought from her mind, replacing it with her new chant, and tried to pick up her pace. But she was exhausted.
Just a little more.
Just a little more.
At this point, the words were her lifeline. The only thing keeping her going.
Just a little more.
Just a little more.
Her steps were getting slower.
Just a little more.
Just a little...
She finally made it to the top, where a familiar face met her.
She was standing on the ledge of the building, inches away from the edge, her back towards the fall behind her.
Their eyes met, and she gave her a sad smile.
"I'm surprised," her voice said. "I didn't think you would make it to the top."
They were her last words.
She watched, as the familiar face disappeared over the edge.
She wanted to scream. She wanted to run to the edge, to do anything.
But she couldn't. All she could do was stand there, and watch, as her sister took her own life.
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The Cost of Dreams
RomanceMei's twin sister, Nina, killed herself when they were both fourteen years old. Mei was, at the time, an aspiring pianist, while Nina's dream was to win gold at the Olympics. After her death, Mei decides to give up on her dream and fulfill her siste...
