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The Story:
She could do it. It wouldn’t be so bad to jump.
After losing everyone she loved, what was there to live for? If it was just a matter of pain, she could deal with that, but it wasn’t.
She could still feel the embrace of her parents. She could still hear the laughter of her sister. She could still taste the kiss of her greatest love. But none of it was real. Everyone had vanished, and all that she swore she could still feel was only a trace of the reality she once knew.
She started to lean, testing her fear with a balancing act. Too far. Her foot slipped and falling became the reality. She closed her eyes and screamed so loudly that the whole world seemed to vibrate from the sound. She waited. Nothing.
She stopped screaming. She heard nothing. She felt nothing. Slowly, she began opening her eyes and discovered something she didn’t understand.
She was suspended in air with her feet only inches from the ledge. To her left a crow hung motionless in the sky. The water far below looked like a gigantic sheet of stained glass. The trees didn’t bother to fan the golden sun rays that dodged their leaves. The world was perfectly still, allowing her to take in its beauty.
She realized that this was the first moment she had thought about anything other than her sorrow in months.
“Maybe that’s what I really need,” she thought. So, much had been taken from her that she had completely forgotten about beauty, but she believed at that very moment that beauty still existed in the world. She believed that she could fight for it, find it, and even create it of she wanted to. It was there for her. She could feel it.
Air began to breeze by her face. She was starting to fall again. Quickly, she twisted around, and just as the world returned to its normal pace, she reached out with all her new determination, with all the beauty she believed still existed and grabbed the ledge.
Pulling herself up and sitting on the ledge to catch her breath, she decided to let the sun finish its downward dance for her.
She could do it. It wouldn’t be so bad to live.