The cliffs.

From up here I could see everything for miles. The vast ocean spread out like a blanket in front of me, and behind me the little tourist trap city stretched for a couple miles before fading into another highway to no where and everywhere. Twenty feet beneath me, angy waves crashed over the sharp, jagged rocks placed just below the cliff.

I swayed forward a little as the breeze picked up, but I caught my balance again and stepped back just a bit. I wasn't going over- not yet. I just needed a few moments to clear my head; to make sure this was what I really wanted. Oh, yes, I had taken hours back at home thinking it over. I had been nearly positive that it was what had to be done. But just to be sure... well, what could it hurt, now, the extra few minutes taken to re-examine my life.

The past few days... well, they had been a living hell. First Jane had finally succumbed in her battle against cancer, and then John had... had left me. Then Mom got laid off at work, and we barely had enough money. Well, fine, Mom, you can have your wish. One less mouth to feed. And John... well, what did he care if I was here or not? He was to busy sucking face with that little-

I took a deep breath. Jane would have been the only one to miss, me, so I didn't see how it mattered now. I was done here, and it was time to move on. I stepped forward and leaned out over the cliff, staring into the blue-green depths of the ocean. A single tear rolled down to the tip of my nose, then dropped down into the water. With one last big breath- I intended it to be my last- I followed it into what I hoped would give me some sort of peace.