The Mistake

The Mistake

A Story by Aly

I 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 Aly


Author's Note

Aly
As a writer, I try to put myself as the reader, but I've had a difficult time with this one. Please let me know if you understand what is going on. Of course other interpretations are completely acceptable; I would just like to make sure I'm not confusing my audience. Thank you!

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