Tears spill from my eyes as I look down from the top of the building
I shake with fear and stress
fear of pain
stress of death
But if I do this
Everything will be over
The marks from my dads belt will remain
But no more will come
No more tears
No more pain
Then I realize
Mom will be alone
But my mind goes blank as hands push against my back
What's happening
I'm falling
I look back at the top of the building
The faint glow of the moon shone on a familiar face
Eyes full of sorrow
Mom?
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