A 100-word flash fiction.
It’s a calm and peaceful night. Trixie felt the cool breeze as she gazed at the sky at the top of the building. Later she noticed her best friend beside her, crying. She heard him ask, “Trixie, why did you let yourself fall from here? Don’t you know that this building is the tallest in this city?” She felt his grief. She let out a sigh and looked at him. “I know you’re not able to hear me, but, I’m sorry if I’ve chosen to end this way. “ Trying to wipe her best friend’s tears, she’s gone with the wind.