Thoughts from the End.

This is my entry for the "Might There be More than This" competition.

Ellen died.
A fall from a cliff brought about an abrupt end to her existence.
There's nothing more to it.
Or so she thought.


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    I’m falling. Hurtling through the air with chunks of rock and grass, pieces of the cliff that once stood towering above the ocean. In the brief moments before impact with the ground I feel nothing but fear. Overwhelming, suffocating fear that blots out my senses and squeezes like a vice around my brain. I’m going to die. A fall is going to be the thing that ends my existence. One of those cases of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. These will be my last thoughts before what I can only assume to be oblivion. Nothing. Not even the echoes of thoughts in my head or the small background noises that compose our every day life. Absolute silence. Bone crushing, suffocating nothingness that folds in and consumes you.

    And then I meet the ground with probably the most enthusiastic body slam that I’ve ever done.

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