from her view right now, all she can see are clouds dotting the deep blue sky.like cotton candy, floating in a sweet child's dreams.
She had clouds too.Clouds of her own.
In her life, they were never white and fluffy, not misty, and soft,like the ones god had so beautifully crafted. Clouds of uncertainty always surrounded her.Deception, misery, pain and unworthiness was her sky.
funny.how on this very day she chose to end her life,the sky seemed so beautiful.Why was it,that before, her world was only dark and gloomy?The sky never emitted this calm sweet blue colour before. She took half a step back, only to find herself more sure and comitted to her decision,than ever before.
For the first time in her life, she felt proud. Proud for making the right decision.
She felt worthy. Worthy for this would be the end. She felt free.Not trapped in her web of lies and strings of hopelessness.
Her feet was near the edge of the concrete cliff. "One last step" her voiced quivered under the strong wind.If she let go of the pole in her grasp,the wind might push her down.So, to be in harmonious symphony with the wind, she let go.
She unwinded the scarf around her neck, letting it sail with the wind.She watched it flying away.
And then it was finally her turn, to fly.
Free falling,
She could hear the voice of angels in the wind, and eventhough her eyes were wide shut, the world never seemed brighter.
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wow, this is beautiful. =DD
lol^^
do you get the story, anyways?
its not that beautiful ?=p
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