Preface
Once again, I was overwhelmed by the pain. But this time was different. This time I knew there was something worth enduring the pain. And the pain I felt now, was nothing compared to what I'd ever felt before in my entire life.
Rescued
The pain was excruciating – even though I was embraced by darkness. I feared to wake up, to feel any more pain than I felt now. Just the thought of opening my eyes made me scared. So instead of waiting for the more painful reality to find me, I tried to think around the pain.
All I could remember was the fall. Or maybe the jump was a better word, since I hadn't really falled of that skyscraper. Yeah, that's actually what I did – I jumped right off a high building. Maybe the action was a bit exaggerated, but I had my reasons.
Recently, my dad died of a heartattack, which totally broke both mine and my mum's heart. And shortly after that, my best friend died of a car accident. Though that seemed to be enough for a 16-year-old girl to bear, my boyfriend broke up with me 4 days ago. Or maybe it was a week ago – it depended on how long I'd been onconscious.
Anyway, that was it for me. I was tired of dealing with all the misery that surrounded me. So I'd done what I'd thought was the best. Well, maybe not the best, but there hadn't been a lot of other choices.
Now that I was lying here, suffering, I understood how stupid I'd been to even think about jumping. It would have been better to try to get over the agony, instead of trying to get rid of it. 'Cause now I had even more pain to deal with.
While I thought over this, something suddenly occurred to me. I had actually jumped of a building – shouldn't I be dead then? I couldn't have survived that high fall – which had been my plan. But death shouldn't be this painful, right? Or was it?
And that's when a new memory came back to me.
Just before I'd been about to hit the wet ground, something hard had came at me – but from another direction. So instead of being mashed against the pavement, I'd been thrown a few meters away, before finally hitting the ground. But it wasn't hard pavement that met me – I'd somehow landed on a sandpit. It still hurt, but the sand kept me from being totally crushed.
My breath sped up when I remembered this, and I could feel the black slipping away - revealing a bright light coming from above of me.
It took me a few seconds to realize that I'd opened my eyes.