Her mind was blurry, it was the first thing she realized. Then she felt the betrayal, heartbreak but still the little bit of love she had for her boyfriend. The one boyfriend that cheated on her. The others just simply broke up with her. He had to go the hard way; he couldn't have anything less. He cheated on ther; it was like a stabbing pain from a dagger to the heart. A dagger that was coated in venom.

The day was misty and mild, it was around dusk so her parents couldn't find her. She felt the slight chill as she felt the wind go down her back, she forgot her jacket. The landscape was nice and clear, smooth apart from the jagged, deadly edges of the cliff. The cliff that looked like it had a hundred-foot drop to the ground, to the muddy train tracks down below.

She was worried and scared about what her parents were going to think. How they would react, but she would never know. She is tempted to run back home to the safety of her parents and their welcoming arms rather than jump off the death-welcoming cliff which thousands had used before her to do the same thing. She felt that finishing her life was correct, her one wonderful life that she had held dear for 16 years, was correct. That's how she found herself stepping ever so closer to the edge of the cliff. At dusk, when everything was quiet apart from the few cars and trains that passed. And more importantly on Halloween night, the perfect time to end a life that she used to live.

She gently kneels onto the soft grass to look down at the landscape below. The children screaming in the distance, getting sweeties from the neighbors and kind old ladies. The old, wooden tracks that the trains sailed across every day. Many lights that were on in the distance, showing the many lives that were still being lived out. The council houses and the homeless. The closed shops and the busy hotels.

But here she lies. On top of the hill. Ready to turn off the switch on life. So, she took her last glance at the landscape, the place she had once called home. She was shivering now as the night was drawing in and the many children that were once having fun were going home with their parents. She wanted to do it. Her parents were nice and kind, not like him at all. Her brother could cheer her up after everything.

She didn't know how fast time could go by when you were thinking about your death. It was now pitch black and she knew that she couldn't go home. Not currently. Not after careful planning. Not after everything they had said about him. Not after she got this far. She walked closer to the face of the cliff. Jumping was normally a calming way to go, especially if you are tired. Most of her said that she should do it but a little part of her said that what she was doing was wrong. That she should run the other way and never look back.

She looked at the entrance that sat among the rockface that she had gone through for the last time. Then she turned her head the other way to where she had originally been looking and sat down on the ground. Hesitating about what she should do. She suddenly stood up; she knew what she was going to do.

She ran forward, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

Then she took her last leep.