Dandelion

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Gravity.

It's a heavinly experience, jumping from such a high place.

The wind in your hair, the feeling of flight that you feel as you fall.

As George fell from his workplace in New York City, The Zachery Corperation skyscraper, He felt as if all of his pain blew away and all that was left was the wind in his face. His eyes stayed closed as his body freely moved with the resistance of the wind. He felt his body spin in the wind as delacatly as a prepeller spins on a plain. A beautiful motion as if it were an ocean wave crashing into the sea. The sound of the air passing by his ears at such a heavy speed, caused a void of sound. A peacful silence. A peacesful nothingness. A peaceful Freedom.

He opened his eyes for just a moment to watch the windows of his familiar place of labor, fly by, creating a gorgeouse pattern of silver and black merging together as one. A blur of speed and stability. It flew past him with ease, as if untouched and unaffected by his presence. It was as if it would stay whether he did or not. It filled him with a confort that he could not understand. His mind eased and the tension broke. His mind seaced to think. He was...

Empty.

The impact of his body on the black top New York street, echoed in every direction. The sound that was heard throughout the city. Suddenly, New York fell silent. Traffic seaced, people paused. Time slowed to a still.

And then, after a moment, the world came back into action. And nothing changed. Noise returned. Sound filled the void.

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"Listen here bitch. What you said to me last night wasn't cool, or even on the scale of ok things to say!" Peggy started as soon as Lilly entered her dorm room. "Like honestly, that was messed up. I almost killed myself because of your words! I cried all night..."

Lilly looked around, making sure she was the one Peggy was talking to.

"I know you came to the roof last night and talked me down... And cleared some stuff up... And that was appreciative. But it doesn't make up for what you said!" Peggy looked away from Lilly. "I looked up some of the symptons you described at the library today. I was in there all day. I looked through every psychology book I could get my hands on. Schitsophrenia, Depression, Anxiety, Narcisitic Disorder, Just so much... The librarian even gave me a hand with it. Honestly it was really interesting and I think I might major in Psychology, BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" Peggy shot around back to Lilly. "I read study after study until I put some peices together... And, Lilly. I think you're a sociopath."

Uh oh...

"Well, I thought you were... But then I remembered the hunting knife."

UH OH!

"And I put two and two together... and..."

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!

Long pause.

"Lilly... You wouldn't hurt me... would you?" Peggy seemed to tense up.

Lilly thought about it for a moment. Last night, she had really wanted to hurt Peggy. She wanted to kill her. The only reason she was really able to be friends with Peggy is because of how stupid she was... but if she started getting smarter, that could be an issue. On the other hand, she was Lilly's only friend. Lilly did have Sam, but Peggy was fun. She was social and sweet and kind. Lilly really didn't know if she'd hurt Peggy or not. At the moment, she was on the fence.

"Yeah, I don't really like how long it's taking you to decide. That's what I was worried about." Peggy grabbed a suicase from under her bed.

Lilly realised how big of an issue this was. If Peggy moved or left and knew Lilly's secret, she was done. She had to stop this before it went too far. So she jumped her. Lilly tackled Peggy to the ground with force Lilly didn't know she had. Peggy was easily taken to the floor. Suddenly, Lilly felt a sharp pain in her abdomin that she didn't expect to feel. She rolled off of Peggy to see that Peggy had stabbed her with a small pocket knife.

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