1. Mistake
It was a pretty good day today. The wind was gently blowing. Leaves were everywhere; falling from the countless trees around me. The various colors, ranging from reds to browns dancing harmoniously with each other in the wind was very soothing. It wasn't too cold, good for October.
School was getting on my nerves. I had to keep reminding myself that I only had half a year left. Thank goodness. Half a year and I would be out of there, and free, then college. My supposed "friends" have been getting on my nerves lately. School is hectic, demanding more from me every single day. I feel a sort of joy and comfort in coming outside. It helps me get away from the turmoil's of life, and think about anything and everything; to clear my mind, my life, me as a person, my troubles.
Don't get me wrong, I live a pretty fine life. I wouldn't call myself better than anyone else, nor in need. I guess I'm just the regular "privileged" child. You know, living comfortably; having a stable family, family with a stable income, friends and family who are there for me, despite me being attracted to people of the same gender. Yeah. I guess I could have been born in a third world country, with little resources, barely getting by. I really should be thankful for everything, and everyone I have.
That's as far as I got. My train of though was derailed. I was walking along the top of the hill side, not far from my house. One medium sized branch covered by leaves was all it took. My left foot took that wrong step, and it was all downhill from there, literally. The large branch rolled off, and so did I. My back hitting the ground with a thud, I fell to the side. Rolling, and rolling. I endured the pain. Branch stubs, and rocks here and there were the ones that did most of the hurting, jabbing at my ribs, head, and legs, as I rolled uncontrollably. I remember thinking "Why didn't anyone ever put up a fence to prevent from falling?" Pretty stupid of me, the damage was done. I just waited for the rolling to stop. In agonizing pain, the last thing I remember seeing was a tree trunk getting closer to my face, or me getting closer to it. That was all.
Eyes barely open, head facing up, I could see the countless leaves falling down towards earth, being let go by the monstrous trees from the heavens. I'm sure if my face wasn't in an unimaginable pain, and I could feel my body, I would have enjoyed the moment. Then, someone got into my line of sight, obstructing from the pretty leaves, a face, so angelic, so pure, and so beautiful. I didn't need to open my eyes all the way, nor did I have the strength to, to know that it was a female. Her blonde hair was coming down from the top of her head, resting beautifully on the side of her face, looking down at me.
Then, someone else looked down at me, a male. His face was just as pure, and angelic as the girl's. He had short brown hair. He was very handsome. He would surely make my heart skip a beat, if my heart still functioned properly. Both of these being were very odd. They both looked down at me with worried eyes, then at each other, and then back to me. Their eyes! No, they were not a hazel, a brown, grey, blue, or green. They were gold. A color that surely made them look stunning. I was amazed, yet a bit scared.
Had they gotten any help? Were they my help? They were just standing above me, not helping me up, not doing a single thing. I hope they weren't waiting for me to give them permission or anything. They just looked down at me, with worried, puzzled expressions on their face. Maybe they were looking at the damage the fall had done. I could only imagine what my face looked like. It was probably bloody, torn up; nose bent, lip busted, or maybe an ear was detached. It didn't matter my entire face hurt, not giving a specific area any attention. I was sort of mad. It made me mad that they were doing nothing. What were they thinking? I wanted to desperately know. I wanted to get my message across; I wanted them to help me! Both of them still standing there; I analyzed their facial expressions. "Help me!" I wanted to shout, but I just couldn't. I finally mustered up enough strength to let out a tiny bit whisper.
"Help… please" I said, faintly.
How pathetic! They probably didn't even here me. The sound of a leaf hitting the ground was probably louder.
"Please… do anything" I let out.
What I really wanted to say was "Go! Get help! Are you stupid? What is the matter with you?" I was screaming it inside, but couldn't get it out.
They nodded. Looking down at me, they gave a soft nod of their heads. Still looking down at me, the guy took the girl's arm and led her somewhere. I panicked. They were leaving! I desperately wanted to know what the hell was going on. I heard a few whispers, and "fine".
The woman was the one who came back. She looked down at me. No amount of words could possibly convey how frustrated I was. I was sure it was it for me, and it was. In pain, hurt, I got tired. I was done for. Black.