Novel & Cerita My Sister Fell Through The Ceiling

"She hung herself. We thought she was doing better, but she wasn't. She gave up. She ended her life because she could no longer go on. " That detail is engraved into my soul the most out of all. I was heading to her room to check up on her, but what I met was the body of my sister hanging from the ceiling with her head dropped. I couldn't move at first. I couldn't open my mouth. I stood there and watched– watched my sister give up life. And when I finally opened my mouth, it was a scream. A scream that alerted my parents and rushed them to my side. They were frozen when they came in at first too, before they struggled to get her down. I didn't need to look into my father's eyes and I didn't

I teleported right in front of her path, and since she was looking behind her to track my movements, she didn’t notice me in front of her and crashed right into me. I failed to balance with her weight crashing into me, and we both tumbled into a large box behind us and were instantly covered in more glitter and lights. Susan couldn’t stop laughing while the second culprit, my eldest sister, Athena, came out from behind another pillar, laughing at the state we were in. “Glitter and fairy lights! Seriously?” I said, spitting out a fairy light strand that had gotten inside my mouth. “And why on Earth did anyone not inform me sooner?”

I would have considered that amusing if I still had emotions. “I was thinking since you aren't really contributing anything to the show that you can do something for me.” I tilted my head and flashed him an emotionless smile. “What do you want me to do some tricks?” Before he could respond, I hopped onto one of the remaining strings and walked out into the middle of the hole. Did I forget to mention that I live in the huge nightmare eye up in the sky, or that my room has a vast hole in the middle of it and the only reason I don't fall to my death is the strings I weave across it. Of course, since I released a few strings, parts of it are now. Throw my hands out to the side, I let myself fall

“No… no, you’re wrong. You’ve got the wrong person. My sister was talking to me. She was still conscious. I collapsed before I finished. Croft caught me, his arms locking around me like iron. I screamed so loud the walls trembled. I screamed until I couldn’t breathe. Until my voice broke and my body gave out from the pain. My mother fell to her knees, wailing. Happy ran into the hall at the sound and collapsed next to us, sobbing into her hands. Lucy slid down the wall, crying uncontrollably. Peculiar. My Peculiar. My wild, beautiful, stubborn, dramatic little sister. Gone. Croft held me through every shattered breath, whispering broken apologies into my hair.

That would mean they could only have gotten as far as this area where I believed my brother and our trackers could have possibly been but as I was starting to form a plan in my head my sister suddenly screamed my name from upstairs. I dr opped the pen and sprinted over to Kim to find Keisha passed out in her arms.

Chapter one MAYA I stood frozen at the spot as my sister tripped and fell down the stairs. Lisa's screams of horror reached through the hallway. I heard hurried footsteps approaching. That was when I remembered that Grandma Loretta was throwing a launch party in the ballroom. It was filled with people of high status. I dragged my gaze around to see many unfamiliar faces pour into the hallways. “Oh my God, someone fell down the stairs.” I heard someone say. “She is losing consciousness.”

I needed to get to my mother and sister. When I finally made it into the house, I saw my sister lying on the floor. The bookshelf had collapsed on her legs, keeping her immobile. My heart sank at the sight of her soot covered face. "Where's Mama?" I asked as I worked on freeing her from the weight on her legs. "I don't know," she sobbed. A scream escaped our lips as an explosion shook the house, the door collapsing. "Am I going to die?" Maya sobbed, and I shook my head, more tears rolling down my cheeks.

I muttered. I remember vividly the day I got to know about that. My step sister Lilly had fallen from the table, I think I was about fifteen. I had barely caught her as she fell, but she still had a little sprain on her ankle as a result. She cried softly while I massaged her feet, trying to ease the pain. At that moment, Jasmine walked in. "What happened?" She asked as she walked up to us. "I fell." Lilly cried. Jasmine sat down beside her.

Her breathing is shallow. “What the fuck…” Her eyes drop to the floor, unable to look at the light in front of her. Her knees buckle, and she grips the couch, fingers white-knuckled, trying to stop herself from falling to the ground. I quickly lift my sister and carry her out of the room, closing the door behind her before turning back to Nova. I don’t even realize Nate is on the staircase until he speaks. “What's going on?” He stops halfway down, his entire body locking up.

“My sister is stuck on the rooftop. I need an adult to get her down.” I squinted, following her line of sight. She pulled my dress again. “Please, help me, ma’am. I don't want anything to happen to my sister. She's lonely and scared all alone. She said I should hurry."