Black Cat Magic

I gazed down thinking how long it would take to reach the bottom. I was never good at judging distances, so I grabbed a pebble and dropped it off the edge. It went rushing to it's end faster than I thought. This was good. A quick descent is what I'm hoping for. I stepped up on the ledge taking one last look around. It was late at night like I planned, so I didn’t expect anyone to be here. I took a deep breath preparing for the looks and conversations I would have if I failed. One more dissapointment is just to much to deal with. I’m already at my breaking point with this. I lift my leg ready to take this final step when I hear something moving behind me. It was a black cat with the most mesmerizing green eyes I’ve ever seen. I didn’t even know cats had green eyes. I backed away from the edge hoping it wouldn’t run away. The cat sat down, curling its tail behind it, letting out a soft meow. I reached down to pet it and it raised it’s head into my palm. I sat down and it climbed in my lapped and started purring. Seeing it so content with me, I just stayed there for awhile. I guess I’ll have to try again another day. It’s true what they say: Black cats really are bad luck.