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A story of inner hurt and confusion-expressed


Submitted:Dec 15, 2006    Reads: 156    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Here I stand at the edge of a cliff, with the wind blowing all around me, and the waves angrily breaking on the rocks below. I feel so overwhelmed by this unknown emotion, and my eyes soon fill with hundreds of tiny droplets…

As the sky turns a dark shade of blue-black, the wind begins to blow vigorously… I can feel the wind nudging me, whispering to me, telling me "jump and it will all be over." I stand on the ledge, close my eyes and spread my arms as if to fly, when suddenly a huge gust of wind comes up from behind and pushes me off of the ledge… I open my eyes and realize that I am falling! The speed at which I am hurtling towards the ocean is tremendous, yet it feels as if I am falling in slow motion. Slowly but surely the ocean is closing in on me, and the rocks are getting closer and closer. I am just about to hit the sharp, jagged rocks when everything around me turns black… "What just happened…?!" I wonder to myself. Strange as it may seem, I am still falling at a rate of knots, and I cannot see an end to this darkness through which I fall…

It feels as though I am being shaken, even as I fall. At first the shaking is quite gentle, but soon it becomes violent and vigorous… Suddenly I open my eyes, I'm still on the floor where I collapsed earlier, and oh no… it's him, he's here, he is the reason I am shaking so violently… My body is now aching. Why must this happen to me?! Soon I am again completely consumed by numbness, my only true friend… Slowly the world begins to turns black around me once more…





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