The Cliff : 55 Fiction

Ok, this is another 55 fiction I wrote. This one was hurried, so its lame. Tell me what you think

The wind blew her hair back as she stood on the edgeof the cliff. Her hand held the piece of paper tightly, enough to make her skin pale. Looking down at the raging sea below, a single tear fell out of her eye. As she stepped off, she wondered who would hit the sea first.