Exercise: Fall
282 words. 5-6 minutes. (I went over by a bit.) This turned out rather weird.
She hadn't intended to be so close to the edge of the cliff. She hadn't expected it when he pushed her. Now she was falling, and it was a very long way down.
Gravity tugged at her gently but unceasingly. It seemed to be lower here than back home; she felt almost as if she was drifting. But she could tell she was accelerating, and there was definitely enough time for her to reach enough speed to go splat at the bottom.
"Why am I feeling so calm about all this," she wondered to herself. Usually she never liked the roller coasters back home. She hated that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you fall. She felt it now, too, but somehow it didn't bother her. "Maybe this is really just a dream, and that's why I'm not afraid..."
Experimentally, she reached out to touch the side of the cliff as she fell past it. Her hand scraped on the rock, leaving behind skin. "Ow!" Her trajectory changed slightly. She looked upwards. The guy who had pushed her was gone. He didn't seem to have bothered watching to make sure she went down. That made her feel kind of sad, as if she had mattered so little that he would push her off a cliff but not make sure she died.
She realized that she wasn't falling very fast, and in fact was slowing down. That was very odd. She felt, for a moment, a sensation of a multitude of hands grasping her, supporting her, and carrying her gently downwards.
She reached the bottom. Another man stood there. He smiled, a little nastily, and said "You owe me."
Fall
She hadn't intended to be so close to the edge of the cliff. She hadn't expected it when he pushed her. Now she was falling, and it was a very long way down.
Gravity tugged at her gently but unceasingly. It seemed to be lower here than back home; she felt almost as if she was drifting. But she could tell she was accelerating, and there was definitely enough time for her to reach enough speed to go splat at the bottom.
"Why am I feeling so calm about all this," she wondered to herself. Usually she never liked the roller coasters back home. She hated that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you fall. She felt it now, too, but somehow it didn't bother her. "Maybe this is really just a dream, and that's why I'm not afraid..."
Experimentally, she reached out to touch the side of the cliff as she fell past it. Her hand scraped on the rock, leaving behind skin. "Ow!" Her trajectory changed slightly. She looked upwards. The guy who had pushed her was gone. He didn't seem to have bothered watching to make sure she went down. That made her feel kind of sad, as if she had mattered so little that he would push her off a cliff but not make sure she died.
She realized that she wasn't falling very fast, and in fact was slowing down. That was very odd. She felt, for a moment, a sensation of a multitude of hands grasping her, supporting her, and carrying her gently downwards.
She reached the bottom. Another man stood there. He smiled, a little nastily, and said "You owe me."
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