You feel the wind at your feet, the brick rough underneath your fingers as you hold on to the edge. You're sitting on the wall.
You [[hold on tight]] and try not to look down.
[[You swing your feet]], enjoying the weightlessness of your dangiling legs. Your fingers are starting to hurt as they dig into the brick of the wall, and you can't help but look down. Your stomach drops at the dizzying height, and it's hard to make out the ground so far below.
Do you really have to [[let go]], or can you just [[stay up here]]?You take in lungfuls of the up-high air.
The air and [[excitement]] fill your body. You brace yourself for the adrenaline rush, excitement tingiling in your fingers and toes.
You're worried it might be your last, but [[you have to do this.]] Might as well [[enjoy it]].[[You are ready to let go. WIth one last big breath and a huge smile, you push yourself off the edge. -> freedom]]