I place my jacket over the box on the roof beside me. I feel the drops of rain gently hit my cheeks. I look down and see people moving 30 stories below, not knowing. I glance behind me and see that he hasn’t found me yet. Now, I look towards the sky, spread out my arms, and gently allow myself to lean over the edge. As I lean over, I hear him shout, “no,” from behind me. In fright, I slip and begin to fall.
I see his face watching in horror, as I quickly reach closer to the ground. Then, I close my eyes and wait for the end. When I hit the ground, I see a flash of light and then darkness. I feel the pain of every bone break and the pain in everyone in the world. In that same instant, I feel peace, silence, and comfort.
Back on the roof, he turns to cry and walk away when he sees the box. He picks it up and goes back to his dorm room where he places the box on his desk across from his bed. He sits and stares at the box in what must seem like hours, but in truth is only a few minutes. Finally, he carefully opens it to see what I could’ve left. He pulls out his sweater, the CD mix he made me, a few other gifts he’d given me, and a letter.
He plays the CD and holds the letter in his hands. After listening to the same songs a dozen times, he gently unfolds the paper. He wipes away the tears that have fallen and hearing in my voice he begins to read. The letter reads,
Back on the roof, he turns to cry and walk away when he sees the box. He picks it up and goes back to his dorm room where he places the box on his desk across from his bed. He sits and stares at the box in what must seem like hours, but in truth is only a few minutes. Finally, he carefully opens it to see what I could’ve left. He pulls out his sweater, the CD mix he made me, a few other gifts he’d given me, and a letter.
He plays the CD and holds the letter in his hands. After listening to the same songs a dozen times, he gently unfolds the paper. He wipes away the tears that have fallen and hearing in my voice he begins to read. The letter reads,