You Can Do This. You Can Do This. You Can Do This. No one would care if you did. In fact, it would make people happy. You Can Do This. I leaned over the edge looking down into the dark cold water slapping against the sharp rocks. If I jump it will be the end. The end of my suffering. The end of no one caring about me. Tears stream down my face, this is it. My nails scratched the concrete besides me as I looked around, glancing at the town that I had been trapped in. Giving out a sigh of relief I did what my mind was begging me to do and pushed off the edge to fall to my death. To fly for my first time and spread out my wings as I soar, away from all my troubles.