When I woke up this morning it felt like it was finally time. 

The air was crisp and clean, when I took a deep breath in I felt a rush of relief.

The sun shone brightly, I could hear the birds outside greeting each other happily.  

Yes, it is certainly time. 

I smoothly sat up and prepared myself.

I delicately smothered my blemishes, the small scar near the corner of my mouth

 and the scabs near my forehead, my red crown. 

I wanted to look my best one last time. 

I made my downstairs. 

It was still early enough for my father to not have left. 

Everyone was together enjoying breakfast. 

They seemed so happy.

I bounded into the room and sang a sunny welcome. 

“Goooooood Morningggg my lovely family!” 

I turned to the fridge and grabbed my prized jam. 

It was a special day, it was only right to celebrate it.  

“Hey sweetheart, are you ready for the day?” 

My dad always asked me this,

It was part of our routine. 

Today, his question felt like a cold hand on a hot head. 

We all ate our breakfast together,

It was nice.

Peaceful and loving. 

I’m certain I will miss this the most. 

Soon my mom was rushing us all out the door. 

Time was up. 

I felt my smile widen. 

This was my last chance to let them all know. 

My dad was the first one out of the door, I followed him. 

“Dad, thank you for always being there for me, I love you.”

He turned and kissed my forehead, “I love you too sweetheart.”

The spot he kissed tingled, I hoped that sensation would linger until I left.

My brother was next, my guardian. 

Normally he would be by my side all day, but today he had a very important interview.

“Good luck today, you're going to kill it and even if you don't, don’t give up! I love you.”

“PSH you doubt me? How dare you!” He laughed then gave me a hug, “I love you too.”

They turned their backs and headed to the car, I admired them.

This would be the last time we would ever see each other. 

What a romantic final goodbye.

I hope they don’t miss me too much. 

Next was my little sister, my mini me. 

Since my brother was not home she was tasked with watching over me.

I planned on taking her to the mall with my friends.

It was the perfect place to sneak away. 

My mom walked with us to my car, she nagged us the entire way. 

I turned to her, gave her a hug and a kiss and smiled.

“Thank you for worrying about us, but don’t worry everything will be okay! I Love you”

She sighed and smiled back to me, “Love you too, stay with your sister!”

And with that we were off. 

I would never see my parents again. 

I would never see my brother again.
I hope they remember my words well. 

“Hey Girls! How are you both?” My two dearest friends turned to me and began to laugh.

“Hey babes! We are doing amazing, we just got some coffee and everything.”

Perfect. 

I sit down next to the two of them and lie back. 

“A coffee is just what I need right now, I am SO tired!” 

I turn to my sister and smile, “would you go get me one from the shop outside?”

She hesitated then gave me a small smile, “promise to stay with your friends?” 

“Just go get me a coffee please.” I couldn’t lie to her.

She took my wallet and slowly shuffled out of the store's entrance. 

I scan the store before finally finding something I liked. 

It was a long, wispy white dress covered with lilies.

It was perfect for the occasion. 

I grabbed it before turning to my friends, they had started arguing over some t-shirt. 

I slinked into a changing room and quickly pulled the dress over my head. 

It fit me perfectly, I chuckled, they might not even need to change my clothes later. 

The way the fabric laid would look amazing in the wind. 

I peeked out of the curtained room, my friends were completely absorbed in their argument. 

I walked right by them and into a backroom of the store, it was filled with closet after closet.
It did not take me long to find a steel door with a glowing sign above it.
“Exit”

Shoving the door open, I felt my steps grow lighter. 

I got into my car quietly,

I chose to leave the music off.

I did not feel anything. 

I drove for a while, 

In a direction far from anyone. 

At this point it would be impossible to catch up with me.

I pulled up to the old church.

This was a familiar scene.

My brother and sister would beg to come here every sunny day.

We would have a picnic.

I guess this will probably sour that memory. 

The church was empty, 

It rarely had visitors. 

I found the steps to the bell tower quickly.
I began to climb.

With each step I felt my shoulders ease, 

My heart still continued to race. 

Must be my body's instinct.

To fear the end.

The top of the tower was quaint, 

holding only a bell and a bay window. 

I love it.

This will be a beautiful place to rest. 

I brush off the dust from the ledge of the window,

I pull of my flats,

Setting them neatly to the side. 

I sit down for the last time.

My left is facing the bell

My right is facing the ground.
I look out,

The ground below seems soft enough. 

I imagine my sister has returned to the shop by now, I hope she doesn’t blame herself. 

My brother is probably shaking hands and thanking the interviewee right now.

I bet mom and dad are both blissfully going about their day. 

I hope they do not blame themselves. 

I stand up and peer out over the edge of the window. 

If I close my eyes I know I wont feel anything. 

But I think I’ll keep my eyes open. 

I want to see what it looks like to fly.