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// Chapter 3 
// Story: Falling 
// by Angels 
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Chapter 3

"AHHHHHH!!!!" 
Suddenly I'm falling backwards. Ok, flying. That must have been a trampoline! But a super duper strong one! And I didn't go through it!?! What the hell? 
Boing! Up again. I can't really see the faces of those things, but they are looking at me. 
Boing!
Boing!
Boing!
Um, I'm really skinny and light for my age. Me + Trampoline + strong wind = me hitting the edge and blacking out. Which I did.

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But I kept falling.
Falling through myself, falling into darkness, falling in all directions. It never stopped. I could see colors. Spinning around and around. I heard static, like a badly tuned radio, you could almost hear words, chaotic noises. 
The next thing I saw was the faces of my parents. Then my younger sister. Then faces so fast I couldn't make them out.
I was still falling. 
I had always been falling.
I will always fall.