The edge of the cliff stared back at me, daring me. Just three short steps would bring me to it. A fourth would send me careening over the edge. “Jump wide. You don’t want to hit the side of the cliff on the way down.” The advice reverberated in my mind. Jump wide. Cautiously I crept up to the ledge and stared down.
It was farther than I thought it would be. There were jagged outcroppings that I was sure to crash into.
I didn’t want to reach the bottom broken and bloody.
I should have brought somebody with me. Somebody to pressure me into going through with it.
This was the last thing left.