1. Falling
... rear, an aching in my back. A gust of air escaped from my mouth, I could feel the burning of my hands, being scraped on the concrete. I leaned upward to take a breath, and a sharp fear pierced through my lungs up into my brain. I couldn't breathe. This was it, I thought. I am dying. Lying on my driveway ... speed now. Entering and exiting 3 times a second, with each gasp for air. The last thought to enter my mind was how I would be remembered. "I am such a fool", ran through my mind numerous times. I couldn't even make it to the end of my own driveway. What was there? What was that bloc...
- Word Count: 883
- Approx Pages: 4
- Grade Level: High School