55 Fiction – Peace

He left her, all alone.


Standing at the balcony, she looked twenty storey down. An embrace of eternal freedom, from the throbbing pain of loneliness, beckoned.
She inched closer, to tread the same path he took.
Her stomach churned as images of his dismantled body flashed before her.

She wasn’t weak enough.

[Would love to know your interpretation.]

Today is World Suicide Prevention Day 2013
Written for WriteTribe

8 thoughts on “55 Fiction – Peace

  1. A very interesting post. The story is open for interpretation,and the impression it gave me was that she did not follow his path. She wasn't weak enough. She had the strength to face the difficulties in life. Even though she contemplated ending it all for a moment, I guess she didn't do it after all. Good one πŸ™‚


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