I witnessed the suicide of a girl from the 18th floor.

Hey guys, this is my first time posting so don't expect a brilliant work.. hehehe

I was feeling a little bit groggy and I needed a bit of fresh air. I turned the doorknob of our terrace and stepped out of our living room. Me and my family lived in a condominium in the seventh floor. I leaned on the balcony and thought about things, complicated things. Another reason I wanted to go out is because of problems, problems that seemed unsolvable to me. Gazing at the building in front of me, which was a condominium too that was made of glass, I looked at my reflection and saw a girl falling from the 18th floor. I was as frightened as a pig. I was scared. I didn't know what to do. Suddenly, I saw that girl hanging on the railing of my balcony! I panicked. I froze to death. Even though I tried my hardest to move, I couldn't. Seeing her eyes of blue full of dread and fear was the ugliest site. Her hands slowly slipped and then she fell. I knew for sure she was dead. Imagine falling from the 18th floor. It would be a miracle if you survived. People rushed towards her. I didn't even dare go down for I was afraid that they might treat me as a suspect. Even though a year has passed, everyone still remembers the event.

When I was in the elevator one day, I heard two people talking about her death. "I pity this girl for having too much problems." The woman on my right sighed, "Suicide isn't the best answer." Said the woman on my left. The elevator door opened and they got down. Until now, I still couldn't believe that I never told anyone that that girl was hanging on my balcony a few seconds before she died. Since then, I learned how to solve my problems and was thankful for my life. I'm grateful to God that I never even chose suicide as an option. Everyone living in the condominium during the time that the girl from the 18th floor died, never forgot that event.