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// Little Step 
// Story: A Sunset's Last Sunset 
// by CharaDemonChild 
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One little step. Then it'll be okay. I've written a letter, tucked into my jacket pocket. The height is disorienting, the ground so far. My foot rests on the edge, then I take a small step back. I'm scared. I want this. I want it over more than a anything, so why can't I step forward. Is it because I'm a failiure, unable to do even this. I breath slowly through my nose, something I resent.  I don't want my breath to carry on. Resolve steps in. I screw my eyes shut  and take a little step forward into empty space.

As I fall my eyes fly open, watching my shadow grow. The fall...is terrifying. I accidently let out a scream. Stupid...now someone could find me before I die. The wind slaps my body. I wonder if there's an afterlife....I hope not. It'd, in my case, probably suck as much as life. I'd be better off rotting. So near the ground now. So near the end. A tear escapes. I never achieved anything...unless I die. Then I would've finally completed an aim. As the ground is only seconds away I prepare to greet death, I prepare for my heart to stop...


Impact.


Pain.

I've never felt something this agonising. My body is in a crumpled heap, leg resting on the other. I cant move. My lungs feel like they're being burnt in acid. My vision is blurry, from tears. I smell a rusty salt oder. Blood. My blood. I look at the sky. It's sunset. The sky alive with colours and warmth. The shadows it casts have not seemed threatening before and they still don't. This is...my last Sunset. It's a Sunset's last sunset. The colours fill my eyes for a bit longer, then a cloud fills my vision. I finally close my eyes, alone but finally at peace, and give into blissful nothingness.