I climbed up to the rooftop of my apartment and stood on the ledge of the rooftop. It was pretty dark and the wind was blowing so hard that I could feel the wind blow through my hair. I could taste the acidic nature in the wind which meant that it will soon rain. I checked my phone for the last time. No new messages or missed calls except for an email from my university to upload my art portfolio. I sighed, kept my phone back in my pocket of my baggy jeans and stared up to the sky. Couple of tiny drops of water fell on my face. It was indeed raining. I looked down and saw the city bustling around. It was a rush hour. The heavy wind and the light rain felt calming. Just one step and it would all end tonight. I lifted one of my feet off the ground, took a step forward into the air and felt the ground pulling me towards it. It all ends tonight; at least it is what I thought.