Dying is the Easy Part!
When I thought about how I might die someday, I never considered heights. Falling off a really tall tower and going splat on the ground like a bug on a windshield, is not how I thought I'd bite the bullet. Apparently some guy a few floors above where I was, decided to jump and end it all. Unfortunately they were right about curiosity, it does kill the cat. I used to have dreams that I was somewhere high and I wasn't safe, like I was going to fall and die. I always ignored them as I did not have a fear of heights.
I decided to do something fun and go exploring and see the sights, live my life, and have fun. I apparently choose the wrong day to be exciting. I was somewhere tall and high up, taking amazing pictures. I noticed a group of people gathering below in the parking lot, they were staring up at the tower with a lot more interest than warranted.
I was leaning over the edge of the railing to see what everyone was staring at. When some jerk beside me practically shoved me aside to get a better view, making me drop my stuffed Giraffe BG.
So, I bent over the railing to retrieve BG who had fallen onto a ledge below me.
Apparently the reason everyone was staring up at the tower, was because a guy was on the very top floor and threatening to jump and because I was so far out when the guy did jump, he ultimately landed on me and bounced back to safety on the deck, sadly I was not so fortunate. I took his place and went splat on the pavement instead of him.