#6

Mood: Sad

Word Count: 117 words

Theme/Prompt: Suicide

Do you know what it feels like to fly? To feel the wind rushing around you? From where I was, I could feel it all. The wind beneath my hair, the fresh air. What was there left for me after all? If I were to make that step, would it not set me free? Would it not relieve me of the huge burden that was my life? They could all go on. They were happy even without me. It had always seemed like I was watching them from the sides, like they were a video. I wasn’t in the picture, you know.

“Don’t do it. Please. For me.”

I smiled. Was that really enough to stop me?