Falling Down The Stairs Novels & Stories

I feel beautiful. I take my time going down the stairs, the heels forcing me to move slower than I'd like. Each step feels like a test of balance, my weight shifting carefully as I grip the railing for dear life. I am not about to ruin this moment by falling face-first down these fucking stairs.

that he'll never love me the way I love him. With shaking knees, I turned my back on them and held on to a table. I didn't waste any time and immediately went out of the restaurant, but in my panic, I took a wrong step on the stairs, so I stumbled there. I let out a muffled scream when I completely fell down the stairs, down to the floor. It was only three steps and low, but the impact of my fall was strong, especially on my hips. I immediately held my stomach and closed my eyes tightly. I can feel the extreme pain in my stomach; it was almost unbearable. My hips also hit the corner of the stairs. With trembling hands, I opened my eyes, and I was so scared when I saw blood flowing down my th

That was, until I reached the stairs. Just as I placed my foot on the top step, I heard it. A whisper. Too faint to make out. A shift in the air. I turned, the hairs on my arms standing upright. And then— Pain. A force hit me from behind, hard. My breath caught. My body pitched forward. There was no time to react. No time to scream. My feet flew out from under me. I fell. Tumbling down the marble stairs, my limbs flailing, head hitting something hard, vision sparking. The world spun, tilted, shattered.

I barely made it to the top when my leg missed a step. I felt myself fall, as my hands grabbed for something to hold on to, but only found air. My shoulders and arms not absorbing the fall, I landed on my back and went tumbling down the stairs. I heard someone gasp loudly. I rolled to a stop at the foot of the stairs and groaned in pain when I landed on my stomach. I lay on the floor and my eyes watered at the pain ringing through my body. I thought I heard someone moan. The sound filled with wrenching agony and pain. Was that me?

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

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

“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.

Any second now, the whole thing would come down. We were three steps from the bottom when the stairs gave way. We fell. I twisted mid-air, taking the impact on my back. Pain exploded through my body. The girl landed on top of me, unhurt. "Run!" I gasped. "Out the door!" She ran. I tried to follow. My leg wouldn't hold my weight. Something was wrong. Broken, probably. Shit. The ceiling above groaned. Cracked. Started to fall. I closed my eyes.

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.

That's where my mind is taking me when I keep my eyes on him, then who took them off, and how am I going to get away from him when I know I can't outrun him. He looks intensely at me while he takes a step closer, and I stop breathing for a second while trying to move as far away as I can. I see him licking himself on the lips, and it's clear I need to move away from here. My feet move to the left on their own. Suddenly there isn't any more floor under my feet and fear, worse than anything, takes over my body while I in slow motion fall backward down the stairs. One hard bump at a time when my body hits the stairs, rolling, and all I can try to do is hold my arms around my stomach while pain