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   What is there in life? What is there that's possibly worth living for? Why am I still breathing? My heart stopped beating weeks ago. My life ended then. My future ended. My past haunted me. My present tortured me. It was over.

   All of it.

    I stood on the edge, left only with my thoughts. As I tried to convince myself that I was doing the right thing, my thoughts did the exact opposite. They kept on telling me that this was the last thing that I needed to do. As salty tears ran down my cheeks, I willed myself to do it. I nearly did it...until I heard it.

   "I love you, Kate!" I turned to see the one voice that I blocked out of my head. I took several steps back and fell to the floor.

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