Janice sat at the top of a bridge and looked down into the water. The water level was high, the current was slow and the river was deep. It wouldn't be the end if she jumped... She felt she needed to do something to get him off her mind. There was nothing she wanted to do. She was empty. She was only half a person now. As she stood up she wondered if the common sense side of her was the part that was missing. She leaned forward and fell. Fear like she had never felt before clenched her insides. The shock of the cold water controlled her movements as she desperately swam for whatever air she could find. She breached the surface as splashed her way to the riverbank.
Her heart was pounding in her whole body. She was gasping for air. She started shaking and she wasn't sure if it was from the cold or from fear. Suddenly she realized she was laughing. She felt totally released. The best part was that Steve was far from her mind.
She walked back up to the top of the bridge and stared down into the water. Here she was again. A fear clenched her insides again, only worse than before. She knew what to expect but that made the fear worse. She plunged. She struggled to get out of the cold water and make it to the bridge.
Again she jumped.
This climb to the bridge, her legs where shaking. She dove. She hiked up to the bridge again.
Her body was exhausted and her breathing was heavy. She was so cold. She looked at the water below. Could she make it to the bankside again? If her body gave out on her, would there be anyone there to save her? She suddenly pictured Steve saving her. The thought was unusually bitter. She sat down on the bridge. Her fun was spoiled. After some time she got up and left.
