The End

Photo Prompt © C.E. Ayr

There was a time when I thought the train tracks leading out of the city would take me away from what had become my life. Tainted. Stained by my environment. Haunted by those who had abused me. Hope had dwindled. And yet, for a moment, it had been ignited by what I believed to be love. Disillusionment and betrayal had led to this moment. I no longer have the will to struggle through life.

The rush of adrenaline as I fall through the air makes me feel truly alive. Maybe ending it was a mistake.

But it is too late.

© Colline Kook-Chun, 2017

friday-fictioneers-badge(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)

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