January: Garnet (The Lighthouse) "Jump....jump......jump.....jump........jump......jump.......jump......jump"......

Holding my breath, I could swallow the poison of disbelief. Dizzily, I grab onto the edge of the lighthouse roof and my heart starts to pound faster. My muscles clamp up as I glance down the edge with my mouth wide open...

Their voices...Screaming at me to let myself fall to the bottom.

I grab my head and veins pop as I plead for the voices to quiet....

Moment after moment....they never stopped.

The burrowing pain that ate at my skull begins to throb more violently to the point of me vomiting bile over the edge. Lethargic, I stare at the bottom of the lighthouse's edge and watched as the blue waves of the sea came crashing towards the jagged, rocky structure.

I grin as I breathed in the crisp, cool breeze and lifted my legs over the edge. My body goes to a sheer white, cold terror as I slowly lose my grasp of the edge.

The last voice that popped in my head said this, "You are staring at the edge...Jump...Jump....Jump...Jump to your death..."

As I fell, the voices started to scream louder and louder and louder....The smirk on my face withered away as I reached for the edge but, realized it was too late. The waves of the water grew louder and as my body collided with the sharp stones, I felt the ink coursing through my body splatter and paint the jagged rocks a shade of every color.....The easy way out is never easy...