Thank You for Making a Choice

by QuintessentialLola

When you are young one of the things you want the most is to be able to make your own choices, but when you're grown sometimes you just want someone else to make the choice for you. (the prologue is up and the first chapter should be up tomorrow)

The night seemed to be closing in, as I stood there. My feet carelessly close to the bluffs edge. I used to be afraid of heights. Whenever I would come within even five feet from a ledge, I would get a sick lurching sensation in the bottom of my stomach. Now? The only feeling I got from standing so close to the rocky edge was a strange but not unwelcomed sense of freedom.

Looking back, I think that it was the fact that any slight nudge from the biting wind could send me tumbling over the edge. To be honest I quite enjoyed that fact, because it meant for once that it would be the world making the choice instead of me.

I just stood there in peace for several moments before I shouted giving the world an ultimatum that if it was to be my last night so be it and to end it tonight by sending a small breeze to push me over, or if I was meant to continue and to live another day then to send a breeze from the sea to push me back onto the solid ground. I waited only a few seconds before the verdict was in and I felt the force of the world propelling me.