Tearing up(Editing)

Cover by @VengefulDesires
(Under Editing)
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The clouds coated the sky in grey paint. My face was flushed from the cold and my hands where slowly going numb. I lifted the edge of the red and white scarf that vaguely resembled a pokèball and lifted it over my ears so that it covered the tip of my nose and down. My dull eyes searched the area to make sure nobody was around. I sighed and lifted my toes. I stood on my heels for awhile than I made my self go off balance.

I heard the pound of footsteps coming closer. They where too late. The wind whipped around me making my scarfs end fly in front of me. Everything seemed to slow down as I was halfway from the bridge and the raging current that was I was currently falling to my death towards. I looked up to the edge of the bridge to see a figure leaning over the edge. Their shoulders shook.

I suddenly felt guilty. A flood of guilt as I realized that I didn't want to die anymore. That I wanted to see their faces again. I felt tears fall down my face. I was stupid and everyone was going to pay the price for it.

I felt a sudden shock of pain as my back hit the water. Coldness engulfed me. It welcomed me. I couldn't breath.

I CANT BREATH.