I M Already Standing On The Ground Novels & Stories

The ground is steep and I mutter a curse as I step on my foot heavily and lose balance. I slip and fall on my butt. “Ugh….” I groan. The ground is wet and muddy and I feel the dirt soaking through my jeans. Kill me now. I try to get up but realize I can’t. My foot is throbbing and I try to get up again when I hear footsteps. I don’t know who this is but I feel like crying because I don't want to listen to jokes and mocking. “You can laugh at me, “ I call when the footsteps quicken.

I just looked at where I was standing. What is this? The ground on which I stand is beginning to crumble! I anxiously looked up at the height of the wall where the other warriors were. The wall will soon give way but they are still there. "Get out of there right now!" I shouted at them with all my might before the high wall finally gave way.

' 'The road is on the ground. I don’t point out that we’re always on the ground, whether we’re walking, or in the truck, or at home. We don’t fly. We can’t hover. Something is under the ground and it may still be here. I was too broken up over Otis to think of it earlier. I look at the ground the way I look at Dax when I want to see the wolf under him. Somebody alert whatever saint covers people who look at things they shouldn't, because it works, and I'd give quite a lot to un-see it.

All hard muscle and controlled power. I found myself staring. He noticed. His mouth twitched like he was trying not to smile. "Ready?" he asked. I nodded. He gestured to a wooden post in the center of the yard. "We're going to start with balance. Stand on one leg." I blinked. "What?" "Balance. It's the foundation of everything. If you can't stand, you can't fight." I walked over to the post and stood on one leg. It felt ridiculous.

"But it means you're not walking in there without ground under your feet." I sit with that for a moment. The grey morning. The Kinetic building ahead, its lights on already, the lobby visible through the glass—normal, familiar, the place I've been building something real for six months. "Okay," I say. "Go," he says. I open the door. Get out. Stand on the pavement with my bag and my documented everything and whatever ground is actually under my feet. "Duane," I say, through the open door. He looks at me.

By the twentieth, I collapse onto the concrete floor and could not move at all. Mark stands over me, looking down. "Not terrible. Rest for ten minutes. Then we work on your stance." I close my eyes and focus on nothing but the air moving in and out of my lungs. The concrete is cold against my back. The ceiling above me is still cracked and dusty. When the ten minutes pass, Mark calls my name. I open my eyes and push myself up again. My body was so weak, but I stand still. "Feet shoulder width apart," Mark says, positioning himself in front of me. "Weight balanced in the center. Do not lean forward or lean back because If you lean, you fall and

I never even needed falling on the ground to tell me that this wedding was doomed from the start. But this was a bit more embarrassing for me because everyone was there. I was on the ground with my face looking at the earth, I didn't want to get up at all. I just wanted the ground to open up and take me in. Not just because I felt well but because I wanted to escape from here.

I was breathing so hard I thought I might hyperventilate. The ground was only a few feet below now. I could see it. I could almost feel the solid earth beneath my feet. I jumped.

But I already know who is behind me. -“What’s happen Maya? What did he do to you? I hear Kai's voice from my back and I don’t know how he found me but I don’t want to see him anymore, I don’t look at him I’m still kneeling on the ground and I’m just frozen I can’t turn around and look at him.

Right now, I have to get out of here and get to class. Once I was out, I finally turned around and closed the window. “Um, Gabriella, if you’re done, is it okay if you can get off now?” I gasped and glanced down only to see that I was standing on Tyrelle’s back. I guess that explains why the ground doesn’t seem to be solid. “Tyrelle!?” I didn’t hide astonishment in my voice as I got off of his back and watched him get back onto his feet. “What are you doing here?”