The Death of Eleanor Whaley

PROLOGUE

The sounds of my heavy boots penetrated the silent night as I walked on the rusty rooftop. Even though the night was dark, the dim light of the moon gave me a clear view of the grime that covered every inch of the roof. Just like my mind, the sky and stars were void of emotion. They just stayed there and stared at me, for what felt like eternity, observing my every move and most likely anticipating the moment that I would fall to the ground. I, too was preparing for my own death. It was truly devastating, knowing that part ofe mind was betraying me, allowing me to become this puppet on a string.

The moons brightness became dimmer each step I took, the all but familiar darkness crept behind my shoulders bringing along the pain and despair along with it. The absence of sound, brought a cool chill down my spine. It felt as if time itself had frozen; I was the only living thing awake as of this moment right now. My gasps for breath were short and rigid, my eyes began to twitch, my head shook violently to one side as my mind chanted the words of the woman, "Jump off the roof, Eleanor."

My heart pounded louder than a drum in my chest, as I listened to my heavy breathing. I tried so hard to maintain as calm and collected as I possibly could be in this situation. My hands gripped onto my heart-shaped pendent as I came to an abrupt stop. This was my life, who were they to control it?
"We can hear you, idiot. "

I wasn't even able to have my own thoughts without them being heard. I just wish they would leave me alone-
"We'll allow you to do that, as soon as you jump."

I didn't want to jump though. My friends, my family, I would've let them all down. I can't do that-
"It's not hard love, just go to the edge of the building and jump." I heard the sickly-sweet tone of a woman in my mind. My feet started walking slowly. Thud. I don't want to go any further. Thud. Please. Thud. I'm begging you, please.

My legs stayed rooted to the roof, I wasn't going to give in. I wasn't going to give in. I wasn't going to give in. The voice in my mind spoke, I could imagine the owner of the voice smiling maliciously, "It's not like we were going to give you a chance, whether you gave in or not."

Within seconds, my mind was filled with the words, "Jump. Jump. Jump." The smell of betrayal lingered in the air, as my legs started walking the final steps towards the roof. As my feet rested on the edge of the roof, my left arm began to tingle, and a single tear rolled down my face and onto the carved shape. I looked down below at the ground. I was a whole 6 stories high, and as a person afraid of height, I was about to shit myself.

A loud chuckle invaded my mind, as the person spoke " Any last words?" I pulled out a crumpled piece of paper out of my back pocket, "Yes actually. I've got a few things I would like to say, since you so kindly asked." Although my voice wavered slightly, I still sounded stronger than I imagined myself to be. The sound of laughter seized; silence filled the air.

"Well too bad. "

 My legs left the roof. The wind howled louder than ever. It felt as if I was flying and I loved every second of it. I chuckled inaudibly, each second felt beautiful, as I got nearer to the ground. A bird peacefully flying without a care in the world, I spread out my wings, and felt the breeze of the cool air caress me softly. I completely forgot about my phobia of heights, I completely forgot about my surroundings, and I completely forgot that these were the last seconds I had alive.  The moments of me with the the people I loved and cared for flashed before my eyes. I smiled unknowingly, tears falling down my face. 

"Goodbye."