endlessly falling - a short story by spicy

endlessly falling

Quick warning:
This is extremely short and I wrote it just cause I was bored so don't expect much lmao
This also contains suicide so read at your own risk

I blinked slowly, looking around the dark room blindly. I ran my fingers along the floor, which i couldnt seem to feel, as if I was floating on a cloud in the starless night sky. My heart pounded crazily, feeling as if it was about to jump right out of my chest. My legs were shaky as I stood up, moving my head around violently to see if there was an exit. I cautiously walked forward, my hands out blindly in front of me as I took my shaky steps forward. I couldn't feel any walls, as if the room went on forever. Or it just went on for a very long time, but I wasnt motivated enough to find out how far. Like train tracks. Everyone knows they don't go on forever, but no ones been curious enough to find out for sure. I sighed, descending my hands back down to my sides as I sat back down again, all what was remaining of my hope slowly spilling out of me.
I started tracing the non existant floor again, before my fingers glide across a smooth bump. I trace it cautiously before pressing down on the center, whichmakes a clicking noise before opening a hatch under me, where I endlessly fall.
A deafening ring is heard in my ear, and my head shoots up off of the cold, wooden desk that I had fallen asleep on. Putting my note book in my teal bookbag (backpack), I casually step out of the classroom, feeling sweat on my palms and forehead.
This was a dream that had been reoccurring since before I could remember, and I've gotten used to it by now. The dark and terrifying feeling of always being alone, no matter the situation. But, the same events would occur over and over again, my mind constantly reminding me that no one cares and that I should just give up.
So that's what I'm doing.
That's the reason the only thing I wrote on my math test was "I'm sorry."
Feeling a tear roll down my cheek, I walked my shaky legs up the stairs to the rooftop, where I removed my bookbag and shoes.i stood at the tall buildings ledge for a moment, before wiping the tears off of my cheeks and letting myself free.