For the first time since my plunge, with much effort, I opened my eyes to find another pair staring back into mine. What happened? I turned my head away to see that I was right where I started, or didn't start at all; I didn't know. I felt arms wrapped tightly around my waist and a hand laid stiffly on my neck.
"Miss? Miss? Are you okay?" I heard a distant voice; it brought me back to the present. I looked back towards where the voice was coming from. Two icy blue eyes stared back at me. The eyes were so intense that I found I couldn't tear myself away. The stare was icy but at the same time very welcoming. I had never been looked at like that before. Just in one glance I could see a hundred emotions, all for me. There was worry, doubt, sympathy, sadness, and many more that I couldn't read. But I wished I could.
"Miss?" I was driven from my daydream.
"Yes. I hear you." I whispered.
"Are you okay? Do you need anything?"
"No, no. Why'd you do that?' I said with an edge to my voice.
"What do you mean? You were about to fall. What else would I have done?" I was returned with the same bitterness.
"I wasn't falling I was jumping. Now if you would excuse me, I would like to get back to doing just that," As I said this I turned around and started to climb back on the rail. But I was stopped by a strong grip.
"Your not going anywhere. Why would you jump off the Brooklyn Bridge? You would die!"
"Um, yeah genius. That would be my point. I have no reason to live. My life has been horrible since forever and it's definitely not goanna get better anytime soon. So if you would please excuse me, I would like to get back to what I was about to do. "
"No."
"What did you say?"
"No. I will not let you kill yourself. There is no point. Life can't be that bad."
"You wanna bet?"
"Try me."
"Fine! Let me see. Let's start at the beginning. I was about six....

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"Mommy, will you sing to me?"
"Sure, baby. What song do you want tonight?"
"Umm....the little baby one!"
"Okay." I could still feel her arms around me as she lifted me up into her lap. I had rested my head on her shoulder; feeling her chest fall up and down with her steady breathing. She rocked me back and forth; her voice flowing through me.

Sweet dreams and sleep tight My Little Baby, good night the stars and the moon way up in the sky will wish you good night, as I sing a lullaby So, good night my little baby, good night

This was my dreamland. My mothers arms were wrapped tightly around me and I was snuggled save in her lap. There was no better place in all the world. I was drifting off into a deep slumber when my whole world came crashing down. I heard a loud bang. I jumped; the hair on the back of my neck standing straight up. There, in the doorway, was my father.