Hiding my head
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I open the door and harsh, rusty groans fill the air. Stepping through, I close it slowly, trying not not to be heard. I step slowly to the edge, taking my time. Once at the edge I kneel on the floor, the loose gravel turnings to dust under my weight. I place my hands on the heightened edge and peer over, watching cars zoom past and small clumps of people walking beneath me. Oblivious to what I'm about to do. I stand, wiping my sweaty palms on the sides of jeans. I place one foot on the platform, steadying myself, then follow it with the other. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and...
WARNING.
THIS BOOK CONTAINS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, DEPRESSION AND EATING DISORDERS.
I don't mean to offend anyone who has suffered from any of these things, this is fiction. I don't have any experience of these things apart from seeing my friends go through it, so I'm sorry if I get anything wrong.
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