"AAAHHHHHH!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, flailing my body as I suddenly fell from the sky, even seeing birds flying and staring at me weirdly.
The fall went on for a couple of seconds—which felt like hours—and all sorts of thoughts passed through my mind in that short yet long moment. Mostly about how I'm going to survive this fall, or how I'm going to meet my death.
The thought of being saved by the birds around me passed through my mind, but none of the birds were kind enough to help me with their wings. Then the thought of me falling straight to the ground passed, but I didn't dare think about how many bones I'd break before I succumbed to my death. I haven't even reached eighteen years of age. At least a few more months...
