I can't take this any longer. The stimulations are killing me slowly. I cannot suffer like this any longer. I climb out of my bed. I pull on jeans and a t-shirt, both black because that is the color for the Dauntless. I pull on black shoes and sit on the edge of my bed. I look over at Tris, who is fast asleep in the bed next to me. I walk over and sit next to her bed and whisper into her ear. "I am so sorry Tris." She doesn't even move. "I love you." I say softly, and I know she cannot hear me. I kiss her cheek then stand. I walk out of the room as silently as possible. I walk toward the chasm. I think of my life. I never had aptitude for Dauntless. I turn around to make sure no one is following me. I had aptitude for Abnegation. But I saw Tris switch factions and I had to follow her. My parents have never admired the Dauntless; I lied to Tris when I said they did. I stand at the edge of the chasm, my feet slightly hanging off. I breathe in deeply. I am afraid of drowning. This is the bravest thing I will ever do, by facing my fear. My bravest act will be a cowardly one. This is selfish, but it's this or being factionless. I step forward slightly, compromising my balance. "Al don't!" The speaker is Christina. I don't speak, I just fall. I close my eyes just before I hit the rocks and die.