2 November 2012
Falling. Noiselessly falling. No one would hear my screams. I was alone. I didn't even know where I was or how I'd got here. But it was dark. Very, dark. As dark as a witches hat. I tried to hold my hand up to my face to see if anything was there but nothing was. Being in the total darkness made me feel calm, there was nothing to distract me, just me and my thoughts and of course, I couldn't see what was beyond the reach of my trembling arm. I'd been falling for about 2minutes already and it didn't seem like I was getting anywhere close to the bottom but, then again. How could i tell?
By Maya Leaning aged 11
The Fall Part 1 • Opuss № I