Fallen

It was an almost normal day, the fighting in my house the same. But today, instead of sticking around to hear the same old yelling and screaming, I decided to leave. I snuck out of my window, shutting it tightly behind me. I began walking to, well, anywhere really, just somewhere away from home, somewhere I can be alone in the quiet noises of nature. After about twenty minutes of walking, I realized I was walking on a mountain, and for something so cold, it felt so warm and peaceful. As I walked, I felt the surface dent slightly, I just assumed the area was getting flatter, and I kept walking. I end up stumbling a bit, tripping in front of a huge gap in the ground. I stare into the hole, scared of even moving. I then think, my grip on the ground loosening. "Maybe...maybe this is the only way I can finally be free..." without thinking, I let go of the ground, falling. As I fell, I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. I felt free. After what seemed like hours, I eventually hit the ground. I surprisingly felt relaxed when I landed, feeling cozy in my place. I then realized that I had fallen on a patch of beautiful yellow flowers, but that couldn't stop me from being hurt, could it? I simply shook it off as I sat up, looking around in the large, hollow space.