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I looked down into the foggy abyss wondering what it would be like to fall off the ledge. Would it be a good fall, full of suspense, or would it ...

The dark enveloped my vision as my confused limbs fumbled across the linoleum. Sounds murmured into my unaware ears, but instead of hearing them I heard the rush of blood ...

When they came around the corner my feet were glued to the ground. I couldn’t run toward them or away from them; I just watched. They had plastic bags full ...

This corresponds to my piece "Anywhere but Down". I'd recommend reading that first.

Another addition to "Anywhere but Down", but it's less relevant to the story and can be read as it's own piece.

A story told in the perspective of my sister of that one time we went to Disney World and made good memories (for once).