Derek
*Terry*
I arrived at the top of a ten story building with my heart hurting. I walked to the edge and looked down from the height. It’s scary to think that I will throw myself off the edge but on a second thought, it doesn’t seem like the most painful way to die.
“We all die eventually,” I whispered. I put my hands out and felt the cold wind brush through my fingertips. Any moment from now, my bones will be shattered on the concrete floor. My blood will be spilled and people will wail. But it doesn’t matter now because I will finally see my mother again. She will be waiting to receive me beyond this world, wherever she may be.
I will have her hold me and sing me one of those lovely songs she used to sing me before going to bed. We might also play together since no one else wants t
