Someone hands the principal a megaphone which he uses to shout up at me from the ground. "Don't be impulsive young lady! You don't want to do this. It's a bad decision.
Leave there and come down to tell us what your problem is! We promise to help you out." I ignored him as he yelled himself hoarse.
I'm busy preparing myself. This is it. I thought about Mom, Dad and Percy. I know this would bring them a lot of sorrow. But I just can't live anymore. I'm sure they would understand. Fear was starting to get to me, but I pushed it aside, I inhaled and started doing a countdown, "Ten. . . .Nine. . . .Eight. . . .Sev—
