there's an old woman, at the end of the block they say she's a witch, and far too wicked. but in reality, her frowns, are made of regrets from long ago. and there is no one, more scared of her, than herself.
jump, he said down into that black oblivion close your eyes and free yourself do it, he urged i'm with you, and so i did i took the plunge and i took the fall and i jumped.
i listened to the wind as it laughed at me as i continued to pummel further and further.
as i lay there on the ground unable to move wondering why he wasn't beside me i looked up and saw him laughing as i cried.
the only sound i could hear was his distant chuckle*.