Gliding down from the roof my hands could grab the gutter. A scream building in the back of my throat waiting for the right time to come out. A dark stranger walked down the roof, he didn't seem to show any kind of problems with walking, he didn't slip away and was as steady as a cat. My hands became slippery and when he came to close I couldn't hold myself up any longer. All I could think of was him, the man I loved and cared for. A scream came out while I fell down to the ground, ready to die.