The Greener Grass
(Inspiration from the saying "The grass is always greener on the other side")
You approach the short fence with uncertainty. The familiar feeling of unknowing trickles down and sinks into your cold feet. Your lungs start to burn, and before you know it, you're struggling to take in a single breath. The world begins to spin around faster and faster. It feels as though a monster is in your brain, and it's pounding against your skull, trying to escape. The monster starts scratching and clawing at the sides of your head, forcing burning beads of teardrops to trickle down your cheeks. Everything hurts. Everything is blurry. You can't see. You somehow manage to force yourself to reach the fence, but you can't see the other side. All you know is the cold, grey side you are on. The urge to move takes control. It jolts you forward.
And you jump.