I must do this. It will help everyone. No-one wants me here anymore. If i stay people will only get hurt. I stare out over the ocean view from the apartment balcony, and then glance down. It's a far enough drop. I can go through with this. But as i walk over to the edge of the balcony, i spot a mirror, and there is a young woman staring at me saying, no screaming for me not to do it. I swiftly turn away from the mirror and step out on the balcony. The look of desperation in the woman's eyes haunts me as i push my way up onto the edge of the balcony rail. On Lookers below start to notice me and i hear screams of frantic voices as they try to call for help. It's now or never. But my feet seem glued to the balcony edge. I force up the memory of last Tuesday and when this all bagan.

I hear the thundering of feet coming up the stairs and know that it is now or never. I turn around to see my apartment and catch sight of the girl in the mirror with tears pouring down her shallow cheeks, a look of desperation burned onto her face. I hesitate on the bacony but hear the door slam open, and just as a figure comes into view, i jump.