I was on the bridge to
Canada with my cousin today.
We were waiting in traffic when she told that when she was
waiting to come back one time,(far from the scene but still on
the bridge) there was a girl that jumped, the bridge is really
high up so obviously she didn't make it. It was weird, cos
when we first got on and I was looking out the window I was
thinking about how it would be if I jumped. I for the remaing
time one the bridge I felt like there was a weight being
pushed down on me but when I breathe it's gone then it just
comes back again, like it's a bit of relief or something. To
the girl that lost her life on the bridge, I'm glad you
aren't suffering anymore. You're finally free but
it's tragic the way it had to happen. Your life was cut too
short. I'm so sorry that no one heard the screams all those
times yinside you but no sound escape or when no one was there
for you. Like that day. I just wanted to take the time write this
in honor of you and everyone else in similar situations or are
tempted to be in a situation like this. You're not alone.
There are people out there that love you and care,
including me.<3