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Left foot.
Right foot.
Left foot.
Right foot.
Left.
Right.

Each step brings me forward.

Each step brings me closer.

Closer to the edge.

The edge of the bridge. The edge of insanity. The edge of life.

Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Left.

I stand still. The chilly September air caresses my face as I look at the water hundreds of feet down.

I hold up the beautiful flower in my delicate hand.

*Pluck*

Jump.

*Pluck*

Don't jump.

*Pluck*

Jump.

*Pluck*

Don't jump.

I continue to pick off the flower's petals until I'm left with the last petal on the stem. The petal that will determine my fate.

*Pluck*

Jump.

Am I really going to end my life because a flower ran out of petals? At this point, it doesn't sound crazy to me at all. Not after all I've been through.

This is it.

I brace myself as my life flashes before my eyes.

So many horrible images come to mind.

But so do all of the beautiful moments I've experienced.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. My last breath.

I take a final step forward and say goodbye to this cruel world.

Right foot.

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Hello everyone! Welcome to my first ever book here on Wattpad "Pretty When You Cry." I'm excited to finally put all of my ideas into a published story. I'm not sure if this story will turn out good or not. I'm scared but you never know until you try, right?

So this is basically foreshadowing what will happen later on in the book. I know it's pretty intense but this book is gonna be intense. (Yes that is a disclaimer!)

I hope you guys will enjoy my story. I'm really trying my best so please cut me some slack, will ya?

Thank you for choosing to read this story. It means a lot to me knowing that people are interested in my writing.

Love you guys!

- j

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