The Fall

Just one more lap. Drenched in the rain of fatigue, I can already feel my legs giving out. No! This refreshing sensation of exhaustion is what I live for! Mustering up all the power in my worn-out body, I bolted ahead of my opponents until only a couple of runners were in front of me. As I charge forward, I taste victory while witnessing how this final lap enervated them. The finish line is visible! Just a few more seconds and ... OH NO!

It all happened so fast. Out of nowhere, I trip on thin air. Toppling over and plunging into the rough surface of the race track, I am overtaken by the pain consuming every inch of my broken body. The crowd's silence shattered my heart. I've managed to accomplish the one thing that I've trained so hard to prevent: letting them down. The sound of defeat echoes in my ears as countless feet pass me by, and the cheering began. Soon enough, I succumb to the darkness and black out.

A throbbing headache revives my feeble body from the dead. My vision is blurry, and all I can see is a figure entering the room.

"Where am I?" My voice breaks more than once.

"You're in the hospital, Mrs. Anderson. I'm Doctor Harrison, and I'm afraid I have some bad news."

"Wha-," I saw the contraption holding my leg up. My heart rate accelerates till it's about to combust in my chest. Shit. My lungs are rejecting air. I can't breathe.

"She's having a panic attack!" He calls for someone. After feeling a slight pinch, I black out, and my head falls back against the pillows.

"Mrs. Anderson," a hand prodded me back, and I jolt awake. "How do you feel?" A nurse stands before me.

"Worse," I groan.

"I was instructed to explain your injury since the doctor is busy right now. Mrs. Anderson, you might not be able to run for a very long time." That's when I stopped listening. Running is all I have going for me! Without it, I'd live an empty, insignificant life. I'm an olympic champion! My legs are supposed to be invincible! "Do you have any questions?" She asked after a few minutes.

"Can I walk?" She shakes her head. Anguish and rage fuse together and form a hazardous mixture that boils in my blood. It was like watching your whole life hop on a bus and leave you in a pool of your very own misery. My expression must be quite frightening as I could practically taste the nurse's uneasiness. Before I realize what i'm doing, the tray beside my bed is flung at the wall, and the sound of dishes and glass shattering fills the silent room. Once again, I am sedated. I can only expect to wake up in a mental asylum.

Two weeks later, I am more useless than ever. With these new, abhorrent crutches, i'm always reminded of how worthless i've become. Feeling nothing but grief, I couldn't stand to see another pitiful face, so I insisted on being alone with my personal nurse and allowed no one to see me in this pathetic condition. Today was his day off, and because my incapabilities parted me from my power and everything I hold dear, being alone never felt so lonely. I used to run for my country, and now I can't even get myself a glass of water.

Attempting to tackle this physical challenge, I head towards the kitchen. I hear a faint whisper. Standing still, I conduct a thorough examination of the room. Perhaps I am just as mad as the doctors presumed I was, but the noise resounded in my ears; it was louder this time-- closer. The air around me thickens with anxiety. Catching my reflection in the window, a dark figure appears behind me carrying a massive machete.

By the time I turn around, he began advancing towards me and tripped on the loose ends of my cast that's dragging on the ground. His head crashes into a fishbowl, and he's unconscious. Soon enough, the water becomes red.

That day, a wanted serial killer died in my home, and my worst nightmare saved me. People thought I was a hero, but little did they know that fall was the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

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