Falling [A short story] Part 1

I wrote this short story a couple of months ago for an English assessment. I thought I would share it with you all. I changed the name at the end so that it's a little more understandable.

Hope you like it!!! (:

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'Falling'


I am standing on a bridge's rooftop. My building's rooftop.

I don't know how long I've been standing here. The only thing I do know is that I am on a mission. Closing my eyes, I listen to the soothing sound of the suburbs.

Somewhere in the distance, I can hear the rhythmic, and surprisingly appealing, screeching hum of a vehicle's alarm. I inhale the crisp morning air, allowing oxygen to seep inside my throat and push away those tears I know will emergy eventually.

Taking a deep breath, I watch the mist escape from my mouth as I exhale, somewhat entertained by this formation. I look down at my hands. There the crumpled note lies in my palms. Taking the torn paper I slowly unfold it, my trembling fingers following the jagged edges and smoothing it out. For the millionth time, I read its contents.

"He never wanted you. He was just using you to get to me. I can't believe you're that stupid Do you really think he, or ANYONE for that matter, actually cares about you? You're nothing but a hideous low life that will never amount to anythi-"

A russh of mixed emotions sweeps through me and I am unable to read anymore. Confusion. Disbelief. Devastation. This note. This simple note. Only a few words. And yet, it contains everything I thought of myself, at least before I met him.

He finally made me feel wanted, like I was actually loved. He gave me a reason to live. And then my fantasy, my dream to finally feel happiness, was snatched away from my grasp.

By my best friend.

Friend. I'm not so sure I know the meaning of the word anymore.

I fold my arms tightly against my chest as the frozen air of dawn wraps around me, forbidding any sort of heat to enter my system. But this frost is nothing compared to the cold that I am feeling.

The chill drapes itself around me like a silk curtain and compresses, leaving behind nothing but shattered remains of what used to be my heart.

A small tear trickles down what was once a vibrant coloured cheek, but now has lost its colour and is a ghostly pale shade. I allow the drop to fall into my mouth and taste its bittersweet flavour. Lifting my blurred vision I gaze at the polluted fog encircling the building's canopies. Standing on the edge, I peer down and watch beat up cars and trucks slowly driving by. Small figures down belowwalk at various paces along the pavement, wet from last night's drizzle.

Below me, everyone carries on with their duties as I stand here, frozen.

Life goes on.

But I can't keep up.

I am not worthy to catch up.

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The continuation of the story will be posted soon.
But right now...bed time!!! :D

Xx.

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[missjjonasandnjonas]

where did u you getthe pic at 0:53

[XxSNiicKerZxX]

you mean the one with the jonas brothers?

i got that from their twitter (:

[ApPlEZ4LyFe]

friend. im not sure i know tho meaning to that word anymore

THAT WAS MY FAVORITE PART BRILLANT!!!!!!

He finally made me feel wanted, like I was actually loved. He gave me a reason to live. And then my fantasy, my dream to finally feel happiness, was snatched away from my grasp.

WOAHHH

this is soooooo goood

[missjjonasandnjonas]

cool lol

[missjjonasandnjonas]

amazing