There I Once Stood.

Authors note: a creative piece for some figurative language.

I stood above the cliff, as still as a statue, as quiet as a mouse. The waves below me were crawling the cliff, ever so slowly. Should I jump? I consider the chance that this might cause the end of my life, and quickly shoved it from my mind. I rocked on my heels to the tip of my toes, back and forth, for a decision to cross my mind. The wind howled in mighty objection, as I spread my arms like an eagle. Crash! The ocean swallowed the earth as it rose, higher and higher. The thunder clapped angrily in the distance. This is it. I lunged towards the sea, as I lept into the blistering air, my hair flew back, as the wind brushed through my tangled strands. Splash! The waves below me were grabbing at my body, as I kept struggling to keep my head above water. The ocean lashed out at me, pulling me like a prize they so desired, as the storm continued to brew. The last thing I saw was the sky clearing as the stars danced playfully in the moonlight sky. The moon gave me one last wink as the waves dragged me under, down into the sea.