She stepped out onto the grating and looked down. The drop was three floors. “How easy it would be to end it all right here,” she thought to herself. “No more problems, no worries, no pain, forever at peace…”
She looked up. The last of the sunset was peaking out through a curtain of cumulus clouds, beckoning her.
The sky was soooo beautiful, more beautiful than she had ever seen it. She took a deep breath, embracing the cool, fresh, and healing air. An owl called to her in the distance.
She turned and went back inside. Tomorrow maybe.
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