Count your blessings
Forget me not
Vic looked up from his phone at the cliff that he was going to climb. It had been a break day for the whole band and he decided to take sometime to himself. It felt nice for him to just sit here. But he soon felt a brush of wind. It didn't feel like wind though. It felt different.
He started his trek up the cliff. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. He felt obligated to smile. Like the world would stop if he didnt. He felt like a maniac smiling like he was, but what else could he do?
He heard sobs coming from the right of him. "Hello?" He asked. He heard more sobs in return. It started to scare him. "Are you okay?" He asked to no one. He moved closer to the sound and started to wonder who the hell it was.
A girl with blonde hair with blue died streaks, stood on the edge. He immediately knew that he had to stop this. He was scared out of his mind.