I stood at the edge. "I can't, I can't do this anymore." I muttered to myself. There was a pressures pushing down in me. Everything was too much.

I didn't want to do this. It would affect some many, but me bing in this place of kind is also affecting people.

I'm scared.

I looked down. I know I can save myself from this height. But if don't think I will.

I can't does this. I can't do anything. May hates me, Ned isn't talking to me, MJ moved, Flash has gotten worst, and I can't cope. Ned. I need Ned.

He won't talk to me. I accidentally forgot to introduce him to the avengers and he hasn't spoken to me for that last couple of weeks. Isn't it about over dramatic?

It's not fair. I don't want it anymore. The hate in SpiderMan grows. Everyday J.J Johnson does his News interview calling SpiderMan a under qualified child and a incapable idiot, along with other things.

What did I do to get the world to hate me so much. All I wanted to do was help other and make Uncle Ben proud.

Now May hates me for disliking her boyfriend. I have fought him as Spider-Man . He is a criminal, he tried to kill me. I want am I supposed to do, forget?

It's to much. I can't tell if I am being selfish or reasonable.

I don't want to carry on. But I don't want to end it all.

What other options do I have?

One leap. One leap and I am free. I can fly. I can be free, be with Uncle Ben.

I close my eyes. Breath in and out.

One

...

Two

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Three

The wind brushes throw my hair at a rapid speed. I feel relaxed.

Until screams from below me are heard. The horror of seeing a fifteen year old leaping off the side of a two hundred foot building, hurdling to the ground.

Then my body, suddenly, jolted forwards. I opened my eyes. My heart raced. This wasn't great.

Mr. Stark, maybe, had me by my hand the grip was tight. How did he know? Why did he save me?

I am really important enough to be save? Especially by the Tony Stark?

No way.

It could be a charity stunt.

I was place in the top of the building I once jumped off of. The Iron man suit opened and out stepped Mr. Stark.

Instead of shouting at me, he hugged me. Are we there?
I felt tears flow from my eye and I hugged him back.

"Why?" He uttered tears in his red eyes. I looked at the floor, in shame. It's stupid. I am being overdramatic and selfish. At that point, I broke down.

I fell to the floor in tears and I felt Mr. Stark hugging me.

"I can't do it, I can't." I stuttered as I cured my answer. " I dream of horrors each night. May's boyfriend is a monster. Ned is annoyed at me. Flashes bullying is getting worse. MJ has temporarily moved. Spider-Man is getting a lot of hate. I can't do it anymore."

Mr. Stark hugged me tighter and whispered "It's going to be alright, kiddo. I promise."