The MistakeA Story by AlyI felt the cold tip of the knife at the base line of my
neck. Goosebumps overcame my body, and as I stood, the world that was supposed
to be steady was shaking beneath my feet. My heart raged against my chest as
the adrenaline coursed through my veins. All I could see were the guns pointed at me, or rather, at
the man standing behind me, holding me hostage. I felt his hand trembling
underneath my chin, forcing the cool blade deeper into me. I felt a small
trickle down my neck. It felt warm. Unable to breathe, I stood helplessly
watching the men with badges hold their ground, waiting. Each millimeter of a
step they took, my kidnapper would yank my body back, as if there were some
invisible barrier not allowing me back to safety and protection. I felt the back of my head being pulled down, forcing my
face toward the sky while he wrapped my thick, long, and curly hair around his
empty hand. I was blinded by the sunlight so I closed my eyes tightly, feeling
warm tears streaming down my face. I could hear the shrieks of terror, but my
body felt numb and I wasn't really listening anymore; I couldn’t listen anymore.
My body shook uncontrollably for just a moment when I heard
the piercing shot we all had been waiting for.
I let out a gasp of air as I felt suddenly weightless. The world around
me became too quiet. My face fell from the sky as I looked around to see many
faces full of fear, but they all looked the same as I could not tell a single
one apart. Confusedly, I looked down to see a small circle of blood forming in
my abdomen. Something had gone wrong. The weightlessness I had felt began to
turn into dizziness as I stumbled and fell onto the hard, cold concrete.
Looking at the sun whose light didn't seem so bright anymore, I felt a cascade
of darkness overwhelm me as I closed my eyes for the last time. © 2016 AlyAuthor's Note
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