I stood there scared. Any minute now and I could fall to my death. Why was I so stupid? Why did I do this? It seemed fun at the time! But know it was just dangerous. Earlier that day I had climbed on a flat piece of wood. It was across the top of two buildings. Two tall buildings. I was in one the building. The buildings were schools. Middle school and elementary school. I was in elementary. I'm in fifth grade. My best friend hated me I had 6 substitutes that morning (none of then were nice) and I'm missing reading every Thursday! I love reading. I'm missing it for math. Because I already mastered all the reading skills taught. But not math. It was too much and I couldn't take it. Pretending I was going to the bathroom I went here. I climbed and sat down letting the tears trickle down.
And now I'm here. I was no longer sad. Who cares about all those little problems? Now I'm facing a much bigger problem. My life is on the line here! I could fall and almost die. Or I could move to the roof. But whenever I move the wood moves! Sometimes I hate myself for thinking this stuff is a good idea. I sigh. I'd been gone for ten minutes now someone should come and help me! I look down. Big mistake.
I'm faced with the long long fall down. My body lurches forward where my head is. Oh no. Now all I can do is hold on for dear life. The next thing I know I'm falling. I don't go two far my back hits something. Hard. I realize it's the side of a building. Why did I stop falling? Then I see why. They put another piece of wood here! When i looked down it was so dark I couldn't see the wood. I'm about to move but I can't. My back aches. A big hole is in the back of my shirt where it got hit.
I need to get help now. But how? Then I do something I'd never thought I'd do. I scream. It's pathetic. Like how I imagine the table one girls would scream. The table one girls are your basic mean popular girls who are addicted to lip gloss. My best friend ditched me for them. What I'm trying to say is the scream is annoying and high pitched. I let out another scream. Scream after scream I yell. No one comes. All too soon I lose my voice. I had no hope now. Then I hear kids screaming and yelling. Schools out.
I have to do something. And I have to do it fast. Forcing myself to move even though I really don't want to I make my way to the edge. The only thing I can do is jump. On the count of three I think to myself. One. Two. Three! With that I jump. No more pieces of wood anymore just falling into the dark. I expect to hit hard pavement and get hurt real bad. But I don't. Instead I just hit water. Dirty water. What is this? I think bitterly. Lifting up my hand and see what it is. Mud. I need to get put of here. At least there us no more falling. The water is rising. WHY IS IT RISING?
Now I know why! Whenever it rains or something the school collects the water this must be where it goes. Maybe dirt is on the ground and that's why it's mud. Someone must be seeing the water! Maybe they will see me. I try talking but my voice hasn't come back yet. Instead I jump and wave my hands like a maniac. No one sees me! The mud rises and rises right below my lips. Then it stops |