***This is just a small piece of this story. I'm sorry to whoever read "Infection"; this story is actually supposed to come first. So here goes!***
It was a breathtaking moment, freefalling from the roof to the ground below. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. I lost my ability to breathe. Most would say your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die. My only thought was how unlucky I was to die like this. My life sucked.
With a great thud, I hit the ground. I could feel my ribs shatter on impact. I coughed up blood. Everything hurt. My heart began to slow down with every beat. My vision became blurry. As I teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, I stared up at the roof. Sandra stood there, a huge grin on her face. Eventually, my vision went black. Was this really going to be the end?
***So here's the excerpt. I hope you guys enjoy the rest of this story. Thanks!***