The Hardest Fall Novels & Stories

Every ounce of strength. She let go. Suddenly. My weight was already shifting backward from pulling so hard. My foot reached behind me, searching for solid ground. There was nothing. I’d forgotten where I was standing. Right at the edge of the stairs. My arms shot out, grasping desperately for the railing. My fingers brushed it but couldn’t hold on. I fell. My back slammed into the stairs. The air left my lungs. Then gravity took over. I was tumbling, my body hitting step after step. Each impact sent pain shooting through me.

I reached out wildly, trying to grab onto anything to stop my fall, and my hands found the front of Susanna’s hospital gown. The thin fabric tore under the strain, but it was too late. The momentum of my fall pulled her down with me. Time seemed to slow down as gravity took hold. I instinctively twisted my body, curling inward to shield my stomach from the impact of my fall. Pain exploded across my back as I collided with the railing before tumbling further down the stairs. Each collision sent shock waves through my already battered body. Finally, I landed awkwardly on the landing, my breath knocked out of me in one painful gasp.

Or they don't want to associate themselves with me. Is it my fault that I'm like this. I hated myself so much. Every year on my birthday I try to jump down from the hospital's rooftop. I just couldn't do it. Whenever I wanted to my chest tightens and it gets really hard to breathe. Sometimes, I even black out.

The hallway looked longer and narrower like an endless tunnel but with this tunnel, I knew I wouldn’t see any light at the end it. The nurse shoes made soft noise against the tiles as she pushed my wheelchair further away from Damien’s room—away from the man who once held my heart, and who had now shattered it into pieces too small to gather.

"In fact, I met someone last night. His name is Jake." Amber gripped the steering wheel somewhat tighter. She took a bend, turning the car into another street. "You met—okay, new rules. No more boy talks." Vanessa scoffed. "New rules?" "Yeah, my car roof, my rules." Vanessa pouted her lips and turned to look out the window. She rested her head on the glass, as she tried to shake off the regret building up in her—regret that she left her store in the first place. Amber was exhausting—it was her only flaw. Actually, Vanessa found most people exhausting. But Amber was the only one who still bothered to check up on her—the only one she could never shake off.

You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME. GOLDEN RULE: ONCE YOU FALL, YOU LOSE. Rules: Exclusive for students of Oxford International School only. Any transferee or an exchange student must sign a contract to avoid ghosting or other problems. Don't kill other participants. You are allowed to harm anyone in the game but killing is a crime. No to inactive and have an absence issue. This is a couple game. Two absents are equal to removing in the game plus a punishment. Can do activities and attendance. Failure to comply means a punishment.

I didn't want to see Rowan so this was my only option to escape him. But that was to an end when he showed up to the club, made his way to me and lifted it up to his shoulders. What the fuck? ‘’What the fuck, put me down , you asshole, everyone is watching.’’ ‘’That is what you get for being a bad girl’’ huh, why does he care? This man is leaving me confused. ‘’Put me down right fucking now’’, he didnt until i felt a sting in my buttcheek, did he…spank me?

My thoughts drifted to five years ago. It was a snowy night, and Dad had been on his way home after a work meeting. I'd clamored about wanting him to buy me ravioli from a restaurant on the opposite bank. As he'd crossed the bridge to get there, he'd missed a patch of ice and slipped and fallen into the water. His body was only recovered the following day, and he'd frozen over completely. He was as stiff as a board. Mom had always favored Reuben over me, so this incident made her hate me to the core. From then on, she'd severed ties with me and disowned me.

Inside was a faded photo of Natalie, age five, grinning with a missing tooth. She held it out. Natalie didn’t take it. But she looked at it. Really looked. Then she walked back into the shelter, not saying another word. Meekey stood alone in the alley, hands shaking, the cold air slicing through her. She didn’t know what would happen next. But for the first time in fourteen years, it didn’t feel like the end. It felt like a beginning.

Adam I stood transfixed to the ground like I was electrocuted. I'm really shocked by that expectation. I was shocked that I had to stare at the girl in complete shock. I could feel a different sparkle of shock run down my spine. I'm still in a great dilemma, I find it hard to believe that she just fell down for the sky. I couldn't fathom how she fell down from the sky. I stood still, staring at her with complete shock. This is really more than my imagination. I couldn't believe this. I stood with my legs, wobbling in fear.