[ WP ] One day there is a knock at the door , opening you find yourself face to face with your exact double . They tell you that because you have n't managed to achieve it , they are here to replace you and get things back on track .

[ WP ] Whenever you have to make a decision, you watch numbly as your personified emotions fight over who is in control each time. Today you find yourself on a bridge - you came here with the intent to jump. 
 [ WP ] Whenever you have to make a decision, you watch numbly as your personified emotions fight over who is in control each time. Today you find yourself on a bridge - you came here with the intent to jump. 
 
 
 
 Charmaine Tower. Broad Street. Up the road. 1st and 9th. Interstate 27. Screeeecccchhh! The bridge. I got out of the car, my hair still damp from my walk from work to the taxi. I felt like that was all my life was anymore. A short walk that everyone could just go without. I looked around, but everything was blurry. From my own tears or the rain I could n't tell. A car hummed by, not to fast, but fast enough that I knew if it hit me, I'd be dead. And what if It did hit me would n't that have just been easier. It was to late now, this bridge hardly got any traffic anyways. That would probably be the last car for the next hour. I turned my eyes back to the bridge. The wet pavement scraping under my feet as I walked slowly edge. I took the step up onto the sidewalk, my long black uniformed coat brushing against my leg. That's when I started to hear the noise, I peered over the delicately carved hand rail, looking into the black abyss that I knew to be water. The gargling of it moving over the rocks calmed me. I lodged one leg into the groove of a fish mouth carved into the railing, then placed my other foot on top of a mermaids head. Until, with my arms that had only known sorting files for the last five years. I hoisted myself up on the top of the wall. It was large, maybe two feet wide, but from this height I still felt like I would fall at the slightest touch. Thats when, for the second time that night, I heard the sound of rubber on pavement. I turned around. Two cars had stopped not ten feet from where I was. Could they see me, I hoped not but I could n't be sure. There was only one thing to do, I turned towards the bridge to jump, but as I lifted up my legs to plunge into the water, they did n't comply. I tried to open my mouth to scream, but I could n't do that either. That's when the figures stepped out of there identical all black sedans, and my heart sunk into my stomach. It was them. I should have known. I had n't seen them since I was 21, when I asked my wife to marry me. I wish I had my wife now, why had the world been so cruel as to take her away. I knew what they were here to do, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. Appearing from the dark, the first man stepped into the light of a nearby lamp post, and I finally saw him clearly. He looked exactly like me, right down to the birth mark under his, my, left eye. The only difference was the long beard he had grown out, his torn clothes, and haggard face, but that was n't what truly set him and I apart, it was the complete look of sorrow and depression he had in his eyes. He had given up on everyone and everything in this world, and he truly believed everything had given up on him. I knew all this, because when I looked at him, I saw a part of me. It was the emotion of abandonment, except it was no longer an emotion, it was a person. That was when the man from the other car stepped under the waning street light. He like his predecessor looked exactly like me in physical appearance, but that was where are similarities ended. For one thing, he was smiling. I could n't even remember the last time I'd smiled, but somehow it still looked good on my face. He was dressed in a suit, but was wearing it the same way dads do when they return home from work. That is, very nonchalant. He beamed with happiness, and that was exactly who he was. Happiness. I still sometimes saw him surface inside me, but not nearly as much as he used to. They turned and shook each other's hands as if they had never met before. 
 
 
 `` I'm happiness'' said happiness cheerfully and almost childishly. 
 
 `` That sucks'' muttered Abandonment, he sounded like an old man on his death bed. 
 
 Then happiness once again chimed in. `` Have we met before, because I feel like I know you. Oh wait, I know why. You're me! Well not me exactly, we are both him it's just that we are n't really him at all, we're one part of him, but same difference. It really does n't make sense when you think about it. Regardless, we need to make a decision!'' 
 `` It's simple. He jumps. I mean why not right, what else is here for him. You know what's up there, the one thing that really cared for us. Mary. The love of my life.'' 
 
 The more he talked, the closer I leaned toward the edge. By the time he stopped, my toes were completely over the water, but I still watched helpless. There was nothing I could do. 
 
 That's when happiness took back control. `` What about the sunsets, the rainy days. The hot chocolate after going outside. All of those things that make us feel so good.'' As he talked. I inched back towards solid ground.'' 
 
 `` Sure those things make you happy, but life's not about your happiness it's about others and you do n't make any one else happy. You're just a waste of space! Jump, and no one would miss you.'' Abandonment was winning. I was moving closer to the edge. 
 
 `` What about Mary! She would miss me,'' happiness cried out in a vain. 
 
 `` She's dead, and you should be to.'' 
 Abandonment said, with a tear in his eye. I felt my feet slip. Nothing was left touching the railing but the heels off my shoe and I tumbled over the edge. People say when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes, and that's the truth. I saw my 12th birthday, when my mom baked me a power rangers themed cake, and the day I got my first car. I saw the day I got my first job, and the day I met Mary. When I saw her, something finally clicked. She would n't want me to die! I had to live. At least for her, but it was to late. I closed my eyes. However, instead of splashing into the frigid water like I expected. I hit the slick pavement with a cold thud. I opened up my eyes, was I in heaven? No. I was still on the bridge. I cried tears of joy. I must have somehow overpowered my own emotions. After all, they did n't control me, I controlled me. I looked over to wear the two figures once stood, but I only saw one. It was happiness. He smiled, waved at me, and climbed into his black Sedan. Driving away down the bridge.
