Falling Down Stairs Novels & Stories

Emmet dropped his partially eaten sandwich on the floor and scrambled backwards towards the staircase, not at all looking where he was particularly going, with the muscles of his legs protesting each and every step he took forwards as he, unthinkingly and without any thought at all for the consequences of his actions, pounded down the stairs, socks on his feet only and not even any shoes. One mis step was all that it took for Emmet to end up flying backwards, his head unwillingly tilting downwards to look up at the ceiling as his back met with the wooden and uncovered stairs with extreme pain and perceived prejudice. Without dignity and grace, Emmet fell down the stairs of Lila's house, each

I didn't have tike to think of how that happened when he grabbed me staggering down the stair way. “No this was insane...” I thought trying to break free. “You can't bring me down with you! That was not what I meant when I said a stale mate....” His legs failed for the steps but missed aas we both went tumbling over the building. “Fuck this!” I griped the edge of the stairs like my life depended on it because it did. I managed to kick him off me and wat he'd as he free fell down. That was a whole fifty feet or so. He would be dead before he reached the end.

"Blake! Help! Eva is trying to kill me!" With reckless abandon, Tally hurled herself down the stairs, dragging Eva along in a tumultuous descent. Despite Eva's frantic efforts to disentangle herself, Tally's relentless grasp kept her firmly tethered, their bodies tumbling uncontrollably, each step adding to the chaos of their descent. Bang! Eva's journey took a harrowing turn as she stumbled and tumbled down multiple flights of stairs, each impact against the unforgiving steps reverberating through her body. With each descent, her body absorbed the force of the falls, each collision leaving her increasingly battered and bruised.

As soon as she started to descend the stairs, she lost balance due to her fatigue and started to stumble down the stairs. She screamed. However, she couldn't prevent herself from falling down the splendid spiral staircase, stumbling and hitting her head as she did. Every inch of her body was paining, yet she was too weak to do anything. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she embraced the unexpected fall. As she slid down, one blow to her head was brutal enough for her head to break and she lost consciousness. When she landed at the base of the stairs, blood started to pool beneath her, staining the costly parquet flooring with the crimson coloured liquid. Frank and the doctor, who were at the fr

My body moved before my mind could understand it. My foot missed the step. I slipped. And just like that— I was falling. I didn’t even get the chance to grab anything. The stairs didn’t stop me. My body rolled down, hitting each step one after the other. The impact came fast and rough, not giving me any chance to breathe or think. Pain spread through me immediately. My back hit first. Then my arm. Then my shoulder. Then— My stomach. The moment that happened, something inside me dropped.

I reached out wildly, trying to grab onto anything to stop my fall, and my hands found the front of Susanna’s hospital gown. The thin fabric tore under the strain, but it was too late. The momentum of my fall pulled her down with me. Time seemed to slow down as gravity took hold. I instinctively twisted my body, curling inward to shield my stomach from the impact of my fall. Pain exploded across my back as I collided with the railing before tumbling further down the stairs. Each collision sent shock waves through my already battered body. Finally, I landed awkwardly on the landing, my breath knocked out of me in one painful gasp.

Deliberately pitching her into the dark abyss below. Her body pitched forward sharply. Her heel missed the edge of the next step. Her knee slammed into concrete first. Pain detonated upward through her leg. Her shoulder struck next, twisting her sideways mid-fall. Her head hit the sharp corner of a stair with a sickening crack that echoed through the stairwell. Momentum carried her. She tumbled. Silk tangled around her legs as she rolled helplessly down the flight. Her fingers clawed at the railing, nails scraping metal before slipping free.

I walked carefully down the stairs, holding onto the railing because my balance was getting worse as my belly grew. I was almost at the bottom of the stairs when I stepped wrong. My foot slipped on the smooth stone step, and suddenly I was falling backward. I reached out desperately for the railing, but I couldn't catch it. "Oh no," I gasped, feeling myself falling. I was sure I was going to hit the stone floor hard. I was sure I was going to hurt myself and the baby. I was sure this was how everything was going to end. But then strong arms caught me.

I was falling. The world spun around me as I tumbled down the stairs. Sharp pain exploded through my body with each impact. Then, a final, sickening thud as my head struck something hard. For a brief moment, I saw my mother’s panicked face peering down at me from the top of the stairs. Then, darkness engulfed me, and everything faded to black.

In several gyms, where I followed a series of events, three girls at the same time, when leaving their bathroom stalls, slammed their faces into the doors, one girl turned towards hitting her head on the wall. In a sports gymkhana, a man fell from a ledge, an athlete when he went to play with the pole, which then broke, another who went to jump towards a trampoline, fell towards the ground, a woman who was going up towards the stage fell stairs, below, a musical group simply with the dance steps when the stage gave way falling in a hole towards the ground. Several people who were going down the stairs stumbled and rolled towards the ground, a woman who went down the stairs of a yacht, simply