Story #203

Maybe when she’d grow up she’ll know she can survive anything. Someday she could look back and admire how far she’s come and her own strength. Maybe she’ll even be a role model or help others overcome their obstacles. She could be someone people look up to and want to be around. But that’s all in the future. And to get to that future she first has to get past her present.

In the present she is sitting on the ledge, way up high, looking down. It’s dark inside, feels like there’s nothing to come back to. She doesn’t belong. She’s been sitting there for over 3 hours now. Waiting for something to happen. Nothing had happened. Nothing is going to happen. She’s getting cold. In a little while she could come inside, turn on the lights, and sigh. She could take another one of those pills that make her sleep for 16 hours straight. She could wake up tomorrow and try again. She could find herself on the ledge again. But, again, that’s in the future. In the present she is sitting on the ledge, way up high, looking down. She hesitates, unsure.

She jumps.

– Sam, Tel Aviv