Thanks to Codiak!
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.
Danny watched the world below him, still slowly moving along. Cars drove by as normal. Pedestrians walked briskly to get home. School had just ended, Danny realized. He had skipped today, though.
Danny climbed up onto the ledge of the building, getting a better view of the city below him. The wind blew his hair around and he shivered. Amity Park was supposed to have rain tonight, so the temperature was dropping. He looked down as a woman screamed and pointed at him. A few faces looked up to see what she was looking at, and when they all saw Danny, they stopped and stared, wanting to watch the boy kill himself.
Danny thought it was sick. How could someone want to watch a person's life shattering around them, to the point where they have nothing left? Their only solution being death? It was sick.
By this time, it had started to drizzle and a small croud had formed a semi-circle on the side walk. A few people had their phones up by their ears.
Could they be calling 9-1-1? Danny wondered. No, because no one cares.
Down by the street, he could make out a few faces. He saw Dash holding hands with Paulina. He saw Kwan with his arm around Star. He saw complete strangers. No one that mattered.
This proves it. Danny thought. No one really cares.
Danny felt hot tears start streaming down his face. His tears mixed with the cold rain, making it impossible to tell how much he was crying. But, he didn't care anymore.
It was over.
He heard approaching sirens blaring from a few streets down, but they were too late. Danny had already jumped.
The ground rushed up to meet him, the people becoming blurs. He could hear faint screams, but nothing was louder than the wind rushing past his ears. He closed his eyes, and waited for the end.
Danny Fenton hit the groud.
Danny Fenton didn't move.
Danny Fenton was dead.
He had committed sucide today.
The few classmated and by standers who had seen his death had watched the small note fly out of his pocket and land near Dash. Dash picked it up and read it aloud so everyone could hear Danny's last thoughts.
"Do you die before you hit the ground?
No. You're dead before you ever jumped."
The next few days were painful for the Fenton family and sad for his fellow classmates.
But, time went on.
Danny became a memory; a face of a stranger.
Danny Fenton was gone and forgotten.