She stared at the metal chain link, just as she did every day, sitting cross-legged, chin cupped in hands, elbows on knees.
There was nothing beyond, truly nothing, but sky…and clouds. The sandy, dirt scrub, ten feet from the high, barbed wire fence, dropped away, away into nothing, a void, and everyone knew there was nothing below, nothing at all. Though the world, the whole rest of the world stretched for hundreds, nay thousands, of miles behind her, she preferred to stare at the precipice beyond the fence; it both calmed and excited her at the same time.
So when hands, scrabbling, dirty and grazed hands, appeared clawing over the top of the cliff, at the very edge of the world – her mouth dropped and she grabbed the chain link, and she knew life was about to change!
Just five sentences…go read the other great entries for the prompt: Fenced over at Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fiction.