THE LEAP

People are starting to gather, they must be thinking I am crazy, they must be wondering what could make me want to take my own life.

The face looking down at me with his brows kissing is my reason for hanging from the veranda railings of a 25th floor flat. He didn’t realise I am this crazy.

To be fair, I didn’t realize I am this crazy too but when you are a thirty-two year old virgin and a man you thought you could trust tries to rape you, you run to the veranda of his flat, hang off the railings and attempt to jump to your death without thinking.