Falling Down The Stairs Mga Nobela at Kwento

I leaned on the stairs and smiled at everyone who looked at me with surprise. My head started to spin violently. “Please, just bare for a little while longer, after submission, I promise to take some days off and get enough rest and food,” I said to myself. I held the railings, using it to support myself as I tried to continue walking. But then, everything went black all of a sudden and I felt myself falling down the stairs.

Leon should have been back by now it already 2pm but he's not yet back I was already feeling hungry I can't wait any longer so I decided to get my lunch I was supposed to go down through the elevator but decided to use the stairs It just the sixth floor and there's something I need to confirm anyways I went through the stairs even though the staffs tried to stop me I looked at the dark stairs and took a step down but I felt the same My heart beat and everything was still normal I wasn't afraid and didn't felt as I felt with the stairs in my parent's house I continue going down but I felt nothing I'm now sure something was wrong with that stairs I wasn't paying attention to where I was going

Cole stumbled to his feet and bolted toward the stairs, his legs trembling so badly that he missed a step. With a loud thud, he tumbled down the staircase, landing in a heap at the bottom. The sharp pain brought a sliver of clarity to his frantic mind. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the railing and pulled himself up, limping as he made his way back up the stairs. This time, he moved more slowly, and thankfully, there were no more accidents.

So, Nina walked right into it and immediately, she slipped. Nina’s eyes widened as she saw the world turn. She tried to control herself and steady her footing but whatever was poured on the stairs seemed to be specially made for slips. Her leg went down and she stumbled. She was falling. From this distance, she would definitely roll down the stairs. The injuries she would get wouldn’t be simple. Her heart dropped when she realized this.

My chest rose and fell rapidly, anger overlaying the fear I was feeling. “Don’t call me names.” I warned. “Oh, my bad. I couldn’t scramble my head for better adjectives.” She sneered, “Now get out of my way, loser.” It suddenly happened like a bad dream. Bianca shoved me with a force that threw off my balance. My heels slid, then I felt a rush of air around me. I tumbled and rolled down the stairs, a screeching scream tearing from my lips. Finally, the thud of my fall sounded through the space as my head hit the floor. My life flashed before my eyes at the same time I heard gasps then my sight turned blurry.

I've never liked stairs but it never bothered me until now. The fool who designed the staircase was a maniac. By the time I reached the bottom, I fell flat on my face not caring if I was eating dirt or not. Unlike me, Scarlette still had enough strength to climb down though she was severely weakened. She sat at the last stair, her hands behind her legs and with a heaving chest and puffy breath. We were covered in sweat and my muscles hurt.

She stepped onto the staircase. One step. Two. Three. Her foot slipped. Suddenly— There was nothing beneath her. She fell forward. Hard. Her body tumbled down the stairs with a sickening thud. Dennis shouted. Katie screamed. Ethan, who had just walked back in through the door, froze in horror. Mira lay at the bottom of the stairs, stunned, pain radiating through her arm. Ethan rushed to her instantly. “Mira! Mira, talk to me!”

Push. I feel a shove. I fall, losing my footing. Alex catches me mid-air, wraps me tight, and we crash down the stairs together. Roll. Hit. Scratch. Thud.

The only thing that I knew was that we were outside of the room, our struggle with one another still very much heated at its peak and then, in a moment of wicked irony, gravity decided to join its forces in on our battle. We crashed into the banister, the force of our collision sending us falling downward. The world spun around me as I tumbled down the flight of stairs, my body jolting with pain at the impact on each of the several stairs. I clawed at the air, desperately reaching for something to hold on to and stop myself from falling any further than I already had, but my efforts at stopping my fall were in vain.

Things to think about. As I walk out of my suite, I walk toward the stairs. Just as a feel someone come up behind me, I start to turn when I feel a push at my back. Not being able to grab a hold of the railing, I realize I can’t stop myself from falling down the stairs. As I start to tumble, I hear a scream, not realizing it is my own. There is nothing I can do but try to brace myself as I bounce off stairs, hitting the rails feeling bones breaking along the way. As I tumble the last flight of stairs, I am pitched forward like a ragdoll as my head hits the floor with a resounding crack. Although my vision is starting to fade, I can hear faint laughter in