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Ongoing, First published Aug 27, 2015
Mature
October 7th, 2016: Alone at last and out of breath, I climb up onto the ledge. As I look down upon the bright twinkling night lights and skyscrapers. I observe the ant-people dashing back home, most likely late for dinner. I see a few [couples?] holding hands around central park. I turn and see [mothers?] taking care of their children. I see hope… [?] Or not. I’m not that cheesy. Observing the [peacefulness?] of my view, I know I can always go back and forget about it. I can start afresh. I can move away and make happy memories. I still have that chance. I can become strong. But then I remember the pain. Mentally, emotionally, and physically. A simple human can only take so much. I gather my last thoughts and think hard to find some [happy?] memories. What did I do to deserve this? The world will be better off this way. It’s now or never. I jump.All Rights Reserved
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