It would be an understatement to say that the day had been terrible. With parents gone, no one to love. little to eat, and barely scraping by. There is absolutely nothing to live for.

   So why bother with living on? The world will never be in color again.

   There's a bridge a few streets away, and no one's usually present at this hour. Perhaps the jump will be executed smoothly

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   The wind feels so nice, it almost says not to jump...

   Almost.