"He tied his boat off. and started to climb the cliffs. He knew that no one had lived to tell what was behind the cloud, but he still climbed.""On the way to the top i could not help but to think about how far up i was and how much of drop it would be if i made one wrong move. But this was what i wanted the rush of becoming close to death if not actually dying. yes it's crazy but i have my mind made up. If i was going to die anyway why not die in an exotic way in a way that i planned and controlled. I, Jacob Black, Will have climbed to the top of the tallest mountain in Fiji alone and unequipped. But only to jump to my death."
The climb was long and it gave him way too much Time to think about his past and his life. It made him think about how he'd dream about a little boy climbing a moutain alone and slipping with no one to catch him or even care about his death. It made him remember how he used to be in love with how high birds would fly but never fall. Jacob began to wonder if all of those visions and dreams were hints that this, him jumping, was meant to be.
Jacob's mind began to race, "Almost there, are you sure you want to Do this? Keep your head in the game of course you do no one cares if your here today or gone tomorrow. so for this reason you must leave. Your doing the right thing by ending your own life rather than living a life of suffering. Two more steps until you reach the top. Don't bail out now this is what you came for. Nobody wants you alive your own mother told you she wish she had aborted you. You have nothing to loose. Jump, jump, jump now!"
He let his body become weightless and let the wind do all of the work. His body fell gracefully, peacefully, and slowly. The impact alone should have killed him but if it didn't the waves pounding against the rocks did. His limp body floated away. It seemed like his soul had left his body way before he hit the water. Like it had flown away with the birds above. Jacob Black had successfully committed suicide, but no one ever noticed.
