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„The window stood open and all I had to do was jump..."

...but I hesitated. It was deep. And I was scared to death. Not only because of the height but because of death. 'Cause this time is not about faking it. This is real.
I took another step forward. My whole body was shaking, shivering. I remember how I slowly closed my eyes, wishing this all to be over.
At the same time, I was painfully aware that it's not gonna end, when I don't do the jump. Just this last small, no, tiny step and it'll come to an end. „Come on", I told myself. „Just do it".
But all of a sudden I stood still, was breathing normal again. Was making a decision. No, I already decided.
And I turned around. This evil look in my eyes my whole family always used to get scared of. And I pulled out my sword, looked him in the eye and fought him.
It didn't even take five minutes until he fell down to his knees, begging me to have mercy. My own shadow was begging me. My devil. Every wrong decision, every anger, every sadness, all the bad things just vanished.
It was only me and me. No, me and my strength, my smile, my happiness which I thought I would never feel again.
But here we go.
Fresh and alive. Ready to start all over again.
What ever happened, will not happen again.
Everything happens only once. For a reason. This life is given to be happy.
It's me life, so it's me who's gonna live it.