Falling Down Stairs Novels & Stories

“What are you trying to do? You should rest the more” “Why are you yelling at me? It wasn't my fault that I got injured like this, why don't you ask me how it happened, it wasn't my fault, you know…”She answered. How did it happen? I was informed that she fell down the stairs. How else would it happen if not that she stripped herself and fell down the stairs? It's not like someone pushed her off.

Black dots began appearing in my vision the more I reached the stairs. Forcing myself to walk, I attempted to use the stairs when my legs missed a stair causing me to loose balance. "Sweet Jesus!" I screamed feeling myself fall off the stairs.

But just as I began to descend, my foot slipped so hard and everything happened so fast now before I could realize it I had lost balance. A sharp gasp left my lips as my body lost balance. I tumbled down the stairs, my body heating against the edges of the stairs, pain shooting through my body until my head hit something hard and then.. Darkness.

I need to get away from here fast. First, I need to get rid of the binds. I was frantically hopping looking back each time with my heart in my throat afraid of getting caught and dragged back. I didn't notice I was almost done with the stairs as I kept looking back, I hopped on air and a yelp escaped my lips as I slipped and tumbled down the stairs. Pain shot through me when I landed on the ground groaning, I forced myself to move kneeling on the ground. I heard voices from upstairs and I gasped.

But only she knew that Stella had let go of her hand, causing herself to fall down the stairs! Stella felt her body plummeting, a triumphant smirk on her lips as she cast a challenging glance at Haley. Amidst the gasps of onlookers, she tumbled straight down the stairs. The sharp corners of the stairs bruised her chest and back severely, sending waves of pain through her. She had not expected the ordeal to be this prolonged. Each second felt like unbearable torment. Fortunately, the stairs were not high, and she soon landed on the ground floor. Despite the pain, she managed to control her fall to some extent. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone pushing open the door.

I reached out blindly, attempting to grip the railing, but my fingers slipped. Collapsing, my body tumbled down the stairs, hitting every step before I crashed hard onto the cold tiles below. “No… Please…” Darkness swallowed me whole.

Just death scary cold ass glare. “Aunt…” Jasmine said, but her words trailed off, catching in her throat. Her balance tilted and her foot missed a step. And suddenly Jasmine felt herself falling. Her body snapped forward, dragged by the pull of gravity. The stairs rushed up to meet her as she tumbled hard down the stairs, Her shoulder hit first—then her back—then her leg twisted painfully beneath her as she crashed down the steps. Her head slammed.Lights burst behind her eyes. Every sound turned hollow and every second slowed.

Jade grunted as she made her way up the stairs. Clenching on tightly to her bleeding stomach, she tried to walk steadily over the stairs. However, with her spinning head and wobbly legs, she found it impossible to do so. And before she realized it, she fell from the fifth step.

Although I don't want to admit it, the feeling is so bad that I want to die. The more Fayre looked at me, the more she hated me, but for the time being, she didn't dare to do anything too much because Vincent had just finished warning her anyway. She can only scold me for satisfaction, but my ears are like being covered by someone, completely unable to hear everything around me. I ignored Fayre, brushed past her, and entered the house. Unexpectedly, as soon as one of my feet touched the stairs, I slipped; my body staggered without the support and fell limply on the floor. After slamming my body down, I discovered that there was oil under the stairs.

When someone knew that they were falling, their heads wouldn't usually be damaged. When someone slipped, they would fall pretty quickly. The first thing would be to stabilize their bodies, so some light scrapes were inevitable. But if someone were deliberately pushed down the stairs, there would be damage to the head, as well as fractures and other wounds around the body.