A Life Unseen

She walked on to the bridge, she'd prepared herself to jump. Her life void and worthless, so she thought. She'd lived, loved and tried with all her heart, with what to show? Nothing, she thought, no money, no car, no job, no friends...huh! and no family. She was afraid of what was lying before her that night. She had no where to turn, no one to run to. This was her end. This was her fate.

She climbed the edge of cement wall and reached her hand around to grasp the outside. She felt her heart beating like a drum in her chest. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at the waters below. The mighty Mississippi so many called it. Mighty it was. The water rushed as the rain added to the gallons already pushing over the banks. Her vision blury from the nonstop tears she tried to steady herself as she held on to a steel frame bar of the bridge.

This is it, I can't look back now. Over the past months she'd considered and anticipated this moment many times. After running out of money, loosing her small apartment and then...she couldn't think of it, the pain was too great. Then...then... then loosing her baby she'd grown to love. She hadn't wanted to be a mom, it had just happened. As she felt the baby grow inside of her, she had felt life once again. Til the day it stopped.

It had stopped so abruptly. No movement, no butterflies from within. Then the pain, oh the pain! She had known what was happening, but couldn't think about it. She had made it through - "Sadly", she wispered aloud. The most freightening moment of her life, until tonight.

All that she had worked for gone. All she had imagine in her future seemed void. Nothing else mattered. When she was gone, no one would notice. Her few pocessions lying on the bridge below her would be all that was left.

As she closed her eyes to leap she wispered a quick prayer, "God forgive me for what I must do, but no one will care. No one will notice. You'll understand. I...I'm sorry." Opening her eyes and leaning to jump...

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She never heard the cries yelling her name above the wind that wipped about her face nor above the roar of the waters below. She never saw as people mourned her passing, people who missed her greatly.

~every life matters, every life is noted, every life has meaning~