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Falling Foerver.

by Ebony (12 years)
(Oldham.)

I regained my senses, to realize I was lying on cold, cracked gravel. My head hurt even more than it had during the fall, and so I massaged my temples in an attempt to soothe the pain a little. I gave a cry of pain when another pain shot up my arm. What was going on here? And where was I?

My legs were frozen. I couldn't move anything except my neck, though that made my muscles ache. I suddenly felt weaker than I had ever done before, as though I meant nothing...

It was then that my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I seemed to be in a huge cave, deep underground, with a dim light in the corner that came from an unknown source. This wasn't right. I had only fallen into a small hole, not a bottomless pit. And, as I checked, no blood surrounded me, like it would have done. Something wasn't right. I knew it.

The wall in front of me had some markings engraved onto it, and the odd thing, was I recognized them instantly. Reading in my head, I made out the words:

"HER SOUL WILL REMAIN HERE FOREVER."

Those words made a shiver go up my back. Who did it mean? I had a nasty feeling I knew who...but it was just to awful to think about. I had never felt so scared in my life.

The light in the corner flickered a little. It was the first time I actually turned my eyes to look at it. The light gave a small sob, before turning to...look at me. It was a small child. Although a fairly golden glow emitted from the boy's face, he had a look on his face of such sadness, I felt my heart break inside. Tears ran down my cheeks, as I desperately tried to reach out to him, but he just turned away. As though ashamed. At this point, I began crying. Very hard. "Where am I? Why are we here?" I pleaded. But he didn't answer. And he never would. All I had of him was the cloudy look in his tearful eyes. A look that begged for help.

I sniffed, and looked back up at the ceiling of the cave. Blackness stared down at me. This place was awful. It didn't deserve to exist. It had broken me, emotionally, mentally, and physically. It had broken the small boy.
It was the place where people fell forever.

The church bells chimed gloomily. The clouds circled overhead. And the new addition to the graveyard lay forgotten in the shadows by all. Or, at least, by most. One lonely person sat cross-legged in front of the stone, a tear rolling down his cheek. The five-year-old boy stroked the stone tenderly, before standing up, throwing the roses on the grave, and whispering the awful, lonely words,

"Goodbye forever."

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May 06, 2013
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by: Cody Edgemon

very nice story i like how you set the mood for the story by luring people in it is a very nice piece it made my day :)

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