Prologue:

As my feet neared the edge, rain began to fall very heavily onto the streets of New York. But I was unbothered. The things I used to love and the things I still hated had all grouped into one insignificant thing. I thought of how most suicides almost immediately regretted their actions, but I would be different. I would never regret this leap of faith. I hope my parents mourn my loss for the rest of their life, and know that it was their fault. I hope Aurelia lives a good life without me, even though I was mostly doing this to escape her. My hopes and dreams and future cry in my brain and beg me to stop as I inch closer and closer to the edge, but I just grit my teeth and close my eyes, the tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Goodbye, cruel strange world."

With my last words that no one would hear- even in death I was forgotten and invisible- I took the leap of faith that I thought would get me away from sadness.

But I was oh so wrong.