It was beautiful. Henry could see the setting sun going down agaist the ocean's rim. A tear fell from his eyes both of happiness and sadness. Henry looked down at the jagged rocks below that seemed to be calling him with every splash that hit agaisnt them. The wind was blowing strong, howling between the rocks and cracks, but were very calming to Henry. He stepped a few inches forward to get closer to the edge of the cliff he stood on, preparing himself, taking in his last moments of this beautiful scenery that lay before him, saying goodbye to the world that he would no longer be apart of.
Henry spread his arms out from his side, almost like a bird preparing for flight. A few pebbles from where Henry stood, bounced their way down the high cliff, and into the water where the jagged rocks lay. Henry watched them, knowing that he was about to undergo the same fate, but it didn't upset him, or caused him in hesitation because Henry wanted to do this and that there wasn't anything that was going to change his mind.
Henry closed his eyes and tipped forward and before losing conitousness, just before hitting those jagged rocks at the end of his short journey out of this world, just before he felt that surge of fear go through him... he got back his will to live. He had wanted just one more chance to find something special in the world, something that was worth living for, but it was too late. He had already jumped. Still with his eyes closed Henry heard the loud thud of his body tumbling down the rocky cliff the sound of his bones cracking as his hit the jagged rocks below and his lung feeling with water as he slipped into the ocean, and then there was nothing.
Henry had thought for sure it was over, but then his head slowly began to feel with sound of the ocean waves. He leaned forward in a jolt, spiting out water and coughing. He opened his eyes and noticed that he was in an unfamilar place. The pain from his broken body seemed to hit him all at once and was unbarable. He looked down to his feet and noticed that he had been dragged to shore, seeing the tracks lead from the ocean to where he was now. He looked to his left to find a small figure standing over him, breathing rapidly. The sunlight behind the figure had blocked them out. Henry put a hand over the sun to try and block it and saw what looked to be a little girl, couldn't have been any older than ten. Was it possible that in his last moments before he had decided to end his life that he was given another chance? Was it even possible that such a young girl and pulled him out from the ocean and saved his life? It took much energy to even talk, but Henry had to know.
"Did... " Henry took in another breath. "Did you pull me out... from the ocean there?" The girl said nothing, perhaps she couldn't talk. He asked one more question to be sure, "Do you know where I am?" She paused for a moment and she then held out her had, almost as if offering Henry his second chance at life if he were only to take it, and so he did...