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This is a short story about a young woman that tries to commit suicide.

     She looked down at the city from where she stood on the ledge, out the window of the suite she had purchased for the night.  She breathed in the warm summer night air as the wind toyed with her knee-length blond hair.  She didn't brush it out of her face, all she did was look from the ground to the sky.  Her face was a mask no emotion could break.  She had put on no make-up and her eyes stung from tears that would not fall.  She swung her feet back and forth below her.  She pushed herself outward where she found herself balancing precautiously on the edge. 

     She sat for another moment, trying to summin her last bit of courage.  And with that last bit of courage she slid back to the brick, hotel wall 'till her back was pressed against it. Then, she stood up-keeping back against the wall- and inched toward her window.  She climbed into her window and tryied not to slip.  As she closed the window behind her, she glanced at the sky and at the huge, full moon.

    She pulled the curtians shut and went to bed

Author's Note

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