We keep falling and falling. I see my brother at the cliff watching me fall. Tears run down his face. I hit the ground. Everybone hurts the back of my head is bleeding. Somehow I am still alive. The boy who jumped with me is too. I see my brother calling someone. I see a rescue helicopter. They land and take us to the hospital. I am rushed in. My brother is sobbing. I feel a mask being put on me, I wimper at the pain. Doctors rush in and out. I see a light. I breathe one last time.
ns 15.158.61.8da2
Penana
search
Loginarrow_drop_down
Registerarrow_drop_down
