The Upside Of Falling Novels & Stories

I was seven floors high off the ground and now falling freely through the air. I would survive this as long as I shifted, but I don’t know how hurt I would be from the impact. I was going to have broken bones for sure. I tried to see if I could see anyone or catch a scent to let me know who pushed me. But there was nothing, and I was getting closer to the ground. I had to shift now if I wanted to be fully shifted before hitting the ground.

Panic grabbed Vanadine’s chest as his left hand fell from the pavement. He hung by his right for a few seconds before his fingers gave out and he was scrabbling for purchase, fingers ripping at the soil and rock as he picked up speed falling down the almost vertical surface. All thoughts fell from his mind as his brain focussed entirely on stopping him from certain death. There was nothing to grab, nothing to catch hold of and he felt the phantom of death hovering at his shoulder. The drop would be over soon, the impact sudden and his death brief, leaving his broken body for the scavengers.

"I don’t know. I don’t know how or why you fell for him. But I do know one thing for sure: I saw you smile tonight. A real one. That hasn’t happened in a long time." I looked at her, quiet for a moment. "Thanks," I whispered. "For trying to make me happy." "Also," I added, trying to lighten the mood, "is it really that obvious?" "Yeah, duh," she said, laughing. "You go all soft and vulnerable around him. And you defend him like he’s your hero or something. If people knew you were gay, they’d connect the dots instantly." That made me smile. Cilia always found a way to both embarrass and uplift me in the same breath. It was her superpower.

I should climb back up and get back into bed before they notice I am gone. But I do not. I cannot. I crouch on the narrow ledge and prepare for the final drop. The bushes below look soft enough to break my fall. I hope they are soft enough. What if I break something? What if I hurt myself worse and cannot get back? Stop thinking. Just do it. I let go. The impact jolts through my entire body and I have to bite down on my tongue hard to keep from crying out. The metallic taste of blood fills my mouth.

First I wobble on my feet when I try to reach higher and grab the tampon which of course makes me lose balance, I try to keep myself from falling by holding onto the woman’s shoulders but that is an even more terrible idea because she obviously hates me and wants me off her body as soon as possible. I know this because she pushes my hand away which has me reeling back. But I’m not one to give up so easily so I grab her shirt and we both tumble down to the ground. It would have been fine if our encounter ended her but of course not, I don’t have such good luck. The woman had unfortunately tried to grab the shelf to avoid falling down but like me she had failed and only sent all the tampons on

She wanted to take it out to keep herself warm, but she couldn't catch up with Hansen who was holding the bags. "Ouch!" Although the downhill road was not as difficult as the uphill road, it was easier to fall down because of the shift in the center of gravity. Jenna was careful. Although she walked slowly, she still stepped on a small stone, and her feet tilted to one side. Her ankle twister and she fell to the ground in an instant. She was in so much pain that she screamed and groaned.

It was as if he hadn’t even noticed how I had dressed before Adrian addressed it. “Yes, but there is nothing wrong with it” I replied timidly. “Fuck Bunny! Of course there is something wrong with it…every single guy who was out saw what’s mine. I don’t like people seeing what mine, hell Bri” Before I even have time to figure out what is happening, he takes off his shirt and pulls it down on my head. Given that I’m short and he is tall, his shirt almost reaches the top of my knees. I hadn’t even digested what had happened when I found myself upside down, with my eyes on his sexy ass, with him moving

"I don't care what comes with it, just remember you're an angel Lucas and you just saved me from having ice cream for dinner. Thank you and bye" I headed downstairs, leaving Lucas behind. I wouldn't call it walk, I hopped downstairs and I didn't know how, but I didn't slip and fall on the stair casses at first. I couldn't control my happiness, it was like everything in me was jumping out of excitement and you might say its just food and I'm over exaggerating but try missing dinner once and lunch too. I missed the last few stairs and yes, you guessed it right again, I fell on my face but I didn't give up this time. I focused on the goal in front of me and the passion I had inside so I was up

When I get closer to the middle, my good luck runs out. I step onto a weakened ledge area and fall, my upper body slamming hard onto the solid ground and my arms just barely scrambling to find purchase as my legs swing helplessly below me.

Just barely. An inch. Maybe two. But it was enough. My heart leapt. “I’m doing it—” The wings vanished. Apparently excitement counted as losing control. I dropped like a stone. The ground rushed up to meet me. Thump. I lay there for a moment staring up at the sky. Everything hurt. Not broken. Just bruised. I groaned and rolled onto my side. “Okay,” I muttered. “Lesson learned.” Excitement equals falling. Good to know.