The knife.
She was holding it.
I'm laying on the floor, for reasons I know not of.
She brings the knife to her eyes.
And I realize I'm crying.
Why? Well I don't know.
She looks at it, as if just realizing that she was holding it.
Her eyes widen in realization.
Then her eyes glaze over as in a trance.
I vaguely hear her words. They seem to take an eternity to reach my brain, and even longer for me to comprehend them.
"Anika. This is your fault." She said.
She brings the knife down, the tip just pressing my stomach, when I hear a door and shouts.
She hesitates. Then she brings the knife up and over her head and plunges it into my stomach.
The last thing I see is the blade of the knife. A strong, silver blade with the sharpness of a tiger tooth that brings pain. And the eyes of my attacker. Bright violet eyes, beautiful if they weren't filled with hatred.
And I'm screaming, screaming for someone, something to take away from the pain.
Then I'm falling, falling, falling. The falling never seems to end. I fall for hours. Then days. Then years. And as suddenly as it came, I hit the ground and all air is taken from lungs I shouldn't have.
I'm laying on the ground, the knife protruding from my stomach. There is no blood. I'm just laying there. My glasses broken. My red hair fanned out behind me. Then I hear a door slam and I'm whisked away into darkness once more.
My final thought is Is this death, because I still feel pain...
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Broken Bones
Mystery / Thriller~Book One~ Anika looks a normal girl with a normal life. But she has a mortal enemy not even she knows about. She also has a choice to make. Will she save the world and leave it as it is, or take it over and remake it to her standards. A person with...
