She was broken.  She felt her life hanging on by a bare thread yet she could do nothing about it.  The thoughts of him continued to simmer in her brain and the agony was unbearable.  She couldn’t hold on any longer.  The world was crashing down around her.  So she let go.


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Inspired by:  3 Words


When I began writing this, I didn’t really know where I was going with it.  I mean it as a tribute to those who lost their lives on September 11th.  It is not meant to offend or to judge.  It is not meant to be an accurate depiction of what could possibly have been in their minds before they jumped.  It is just a thought.  My thought.  Nothing more.


I am a 43-year-old, single mom of 19-year-old boy/girl twins living in an extremely small town in rural Texas. Currently, I am employed as a Site Supervisor for a prominent corporation that provides security officers for homes and businesses.

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