Wooooooooooooo

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The wind is blowing, gray clouds billow in the sky.
It's raining. The rain stings as it hits my face, getting in my hair and soaking my clothes.
It's a beautiful day outside.
There are little people below me. Little, unknowing people.
They don't know much, but they think they know everything.
Just look at them. They hurry about, not knowing or caring about the people they pass by.
Some of them are like me.
I hope they don't end up like me.
I sit on this abandoned windowsill, rain splashing my face.
Should I really do this?
Yes.
Don't look down.
Close your eyes.
Jump.

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Look everyone I made a story fffffffffffff

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