An Exit Without Goodbye
Biting back my frustration, I rolled up my sleeves and started to climb.
The fine branches scratched at my skin, leaving behind little trails of blood.
From below, Wendy kept barking orders.
"Higher, just a bit higher!"
As I strained to reach further, a sudden snap sounded from below.
The branch gave way, and I tumbled down.
Branch after branch slashed at my skin as I fell, some of the thinner ones even embedding themselves in my flesh.
With a heavy thud, I hit the ground.
I hit the ground hard, the cherry blossom Wendy asked for still gripped tightly in my hand. Shaking off the daze, I reached out with a shaky hand to present the flower.