Go Ahead and Jump, Mom
My mother threatens to jump off a building in front of me three times.
The first time is when I fill out my college application. She stands on the rooftop and forces me to choose a local college. I give in, and with a 1550 SAT score, I end up attending a second-tier local college.
The second time is after I graduate and go to Brayton for work. She stands on top of my company building and forces me to quit. I return to my hometown and take a gas station job she finds for me, earning 7.50 dollars per hour.
The third time, she stands on a rooftop again and forces me to marry a man I have only met once but whom she is very satisfied with. I obey and marry him, only to suffer domestic violence and miscarry.
In the end, I can no longer take it and jump off a building myself.
When I open my eyes again, my mother is gritting her teeth as she climbs onto the rooftop.
"If you dare apply to a Privy League college out of town, I will jump from here!"
I give her one glance before turning around and walking away. "Go ahead. Don't waste my time."