She stood on the ledge ready to jump. Her family just stood back pleading for her to come down. She couldn’t do it anymore. No one knew the pain that lay in her heart.

All of them crying behind her, she didn’t want to. She never wanted to hurt them. She heard the roof door open and heard a voice that was so familiar, but it wasn’t a crying voice, it was a worried voice.

“Devon, you don’t want to do this,” the voice said getting closer.

“I don’t know what I want.”

“I do. Turn around, slowly.”

She did, she turned around, but didn’t get down. She just stared at the people around her. Suffocating her.

“Give me your hands.”

She couldn’t. She just stared. The voice motioned to the family, and they all left, with looks of sorrow on their faces.

“Just look me in the eyes,” she knew who the voice was, it was her friend, Allison. “You don’t have to come down yet, just look at me,” Allison said, taking her hands.

She just stared like she was told.

“When you’re ready, we will do this, I won’t leave you alone.”