Nachdem ihr hoffentlich alle den wunderschönen Oneshot Seraphina_Blacks gelesen habt, wollen wir uns mal aus der Tierwelt zurück zu den Menschen begeben.

Am Titel unschwer erkennbar habe ich mich gleich in den englischsprachigen Raum gewendet, d.h. man sollte dieser Sprache wenigstens ein klein bisschen mächtig sein, um dies zu lesen :).

Viel Spaß
Elli💙💚

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Sometimes seconds feel like minutes and minutes like hours.

This impossible feature of time I'm experiencing right now while I'm falling.
The wind tears at my clothes and blows my long dark hair into my face.

What has happened?

I just remember that we, Hanson and I, were standing on the tower talking about this horrible weekend we had while watching the night-skyline of Manhattan.

I close my eyes to hold back my tears, not sure if they came from the wind or from the things that happened.
Mom.

If I could, I would scream but every word which comes out of my mouth is taken away by the wind as quickly as I try to say it.
My thoughts return to the last hours, the last few days.
Everything started when I had this terrible fight with my Mom some hours ago. She always wanted me to study although I just want to be an artist. She hates my expressionist works and I hate when she wants me to do something "ordinary" and "well-paid". So when she brought an already half-filled enrolment for one of the universities near our city, I just freaked out. 》Hell, Vivien《 I put myself in order. 》You overreacted by running away《. But I just couldn't find any other solution.

While the ground comes closer and closer I list all wrong choices I made. First of all, to trust Hanson Cole, the person I admired the most, the person who... who squealed on me.
Damn, I'm sure now that I didn't "just fell from the tower" I was pushed.
Honestly, I don't know why he did that. Because we got into trouble with the police? Because I destroyed his "perfect image"? I really don't know but obviously it doesn't matter any longer because the ground is only some feet away. I turn my head away.

》Bye world, bye life.《

I pinch my eyes together, waiting for the pain...

...but the pain doesn't come.

Am I already dead? The only way to find it out is to open my eyes again but I dont really want to. When I do it, I'll be faced again with all these problems I involuntarily left behind and maybe I dont want to.

A thought pushes itself to the surface and suddenly I can see everything very clearly. Maybe I don't want these problems, maybe I don't want to know who saved me and of course I don't want to know what will happen next but I do know that I have the choice and I have chosen.

Slowly, very slowly I open my eyes to the new world I enter.