Just Because Someone Stumbles Novels & Stories

She staggered out of the director office, using the wall as support. Her head was spiraling "it has to be at home......yea it has to be...." As she comforted herself and headed to her office, she bumped into someone. "Am sorry.....i wasn't looking at where i was going, i apologise" the man she bumped into apologised and began to help her pick her things that scattered on the floor.

Just that she misused her gifts sometimes. “You know…” I was saying, when all of a sudden, someone bumped into me so hard my bag slipped, and glasses fell. I tumbled onto the floor with a thud. “Omg!” Carol quickly lowered to help me up then picked my glasses for me. Thank God it was still intact. The guy that bumped into me was already walking off with his two companions. “Excuse me!?” They turned at the sound of my voice. “You just bumped into me and saw me fall,” I emphasized with my hand, noticing the medical brace—thick and white, around one of them’s neck.

“Let. Me. Go.” His eyes softened. “Amber… just play along, okay? For Evalie. She wanted this to be a family outing. Let’s just…make it special for her.” I yanked my wrist back with a sharp jerk, the movement so sudden my heel caught the edge of a floor tile. Shit. My ankle rolled out from under me, balance gone in a flash. I stumbled sideways, arms flailing, the world tilting on its axis. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the fall, for the humiliation of hitting cold marble in front of a store full of luxury-wrapped strangers.

“Only child” Making my way up the drive I tripped over my feet and fell to the ground. Box up in the air I put my hands out to stop my fall. “Shit”. I groaned grabbing my knee. Lifting my jean leg up I pulled out the stone that was embedded in there. “Are you okay?”.

Maybe I should start to join parties sometimes and socializing more. While carrying my tray of food, I was about to reach Kaycee's table in the school canteen when I accidentally bumped into someone. My clumsiness caused the food to splatter onto the person I had bumped into. "Fuck! Are you that stupid not to look where you're going? Look what you've done to my shirt! Oh, fuck, what is this stinking smell!"

“Lily, wait!” I walked so fast to the point Primo won’t catch up with me. I don’t want to talk to him. He’s really getting into my nerves lately. Due to my carelessness, I didn’t saw the rock that was blocking on my way causing me to be tripped. Not your typical tripping princess and a prince catching her by holding her waist and staring at her eyes and really thinks it is magical and enchanting. I literally fell because of my stupidness. No one did catch me, neither Primo.

She was the first person to receive an email of invitation from me. I was about to enter the opening covered with a red curtain when I bumped into something. It caused my heels to slip and I couldn’t stop myself from falling. Oh God... It’s happening again. My hands flailed as I failed to find something to hold. It all happened slowly.. The tray hitting an unsuspecting man, crumbs from my veggie rolls filled the air and the veggie roll itself landed on my face, my heels propelled me backwards and I saw my head colliding with the wall behind me.

I smuggled through the crowd and tried to find my way to the restroom. I lifted my fist to knock at what seemed like a door but I had applied too much pressure. I staggered forward and my weight fell on the door. The door caved in and I stumbled in. At first, it all seemed empty. My two arms were stretched out before me as I searched out the empty space. Suddenly, sounds like a scuffle emanated from somewhere around me. Immediately, I knew I was wrong, I had bumped into an occupied space. "Fuck!" I shook my head and tried to bring my sight to focus. Gradually, I took in my surroundings. I grimaced and staggered around to keep my gait.

Either way I wasn't going to make a fool of myself. I walked over, striding as quickly as I could, but in the process, the heel of my right shoe slipped across the floor to the left. I stumbled, crashing to the ground, silently wishing the floor would open up and swallow me whole. My hair fell forward, hiding my face as I pressed my palm against the cool surface. Another hand reached out to me. Slowly, I lifted my gaze, tracing it back to Emmette and my embarrassment deepened tenfold, knowing he was seeing me like this.

I feel humiliated, having interrupted what was clearly an important meeting. My head low, I rush back to my cubicle, eager to hide myself away for a while and work. Yet right as I cross the threshold of my cubicle, my ankle catches on something and already unbalanced on high heels, I tumble into my cubicle, smacking my head off my desk on the way down. It makes a terrible crack that I feel all the way down to my spine. “Esther?” someone says. “Rookie? What was that you okay?” says another.