Prolouge
A shriek of sheer terror escaped my lips as I tumbled through the nothingness of the sky. I screamed and flailed my limbs erratically, looking for something, anything to slow or stop my quick descent all together. I looked around frantically but all I saw was the blue of the sky and the blinding light of the sun. The only solid thing I could make out was a small mass of land, now becoming a small speck in the distance. I faintly felt the thick air of clouds whiz past me. But I was too preoccupied with the large slab of green I was about to create a large crater in.
The fall seemed like forever, I had given up screaming after a solid three minutes, air streamed through my hair and clothing. I’m going to die, I knew I didn’t want to go out screaming and flailing my arms. In the back of my nine-year-old mind all I could think about was if the soup I had made was cold. Even in death I was still thinking of my family. In habit, I reached for the gold bracelet on my wrist and clutched it to my chest tightly as a sob shuddered through me.
“Death is just the next adventure.” I said the words my mother had whispered to me on her deathbed. I let the tears freefall from my eyes, allowing all feelings to take over.
I was so close to the end now, I could make out trees and houses.
I exhaled.
Closed my eyes.
And accepted the end.
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Catching the Fallen
ParanormalWe all have our secrets, our demons. But, Veronique Stevens demons are out to kill her. Her past is haunting her and now even her ability to manipulate the elements may not be able to save her. With her best friend Beth and her... Trenton, Veronique...