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"Isn't it nice out here?" He said, sitting on the rails of the bridge.

It was a sunny day with a few clouds in the sky. The temperature being 64°f. There was a slight breeze.

I was on the other side of the bridge from him. The bridge was for people to walk across so there were no cars.

The bridge was about 9 feet above 3 feet deep water. In the water there were lots of sharp rocks at the bottom.

The boy on the rails was thin as if he hadn't eaten in a week. His black hair was overgrown and messy, as if he had just given up on it.He was wearing a grey baggy t-shirt and jean shorts. He was covered in cuts, bruises and scars.

He was smiling with his eyes closed, letting the wind hit his face.

"You don't have to do this yk.." i almost yelled out to him. Tears blurred my vision.

"Oh but i do," he said calmly. He was so peaceful like this.

He started to push himself off the railing. Not thinking, i ran up and grabbed his wrist before he fell too far to reach.

"Please, just let me go. You're just making this harder for you," he calmly said, tears flooded his eyes even though he was smiling.

"I-i can't! I love you too much..!" I yelled. I started to sob. I couldn't control it.

"Please let me go..." he said as he started crying, but he was still smiling.

Then the worst thing possible happened...

I lost my grip.