She stood contemplating suicidal thoughts on the edge of the cliff. Did she really want to die that day, at that moment, no one would ever know. For her feet slipped on the loose soil and she fell. She fell before she knew what she wanted to do. She fell before it was late to do anything more. It must have been a deep cliff, for during the fall there were enough seconds for Janey to think. As her body plummeted down and her insides lurched, Janey was very scared. She tried to position her body such that she would land safe, maybe like a cat.
In
those final moments she thought about her parents and her childhood home and
how happy she was as a child. She saw her papa coming home from work, bringing
with him a small paper bag of biscuits for her and her brother. How they would
eagerly open up those little treats their papa bought home. She could smell her
mother's cooking and the sound of the ladle stirring against the
kettle. Her mother was feeding her little morsels of food. Her elder sister was holding her. Her papa was telling them stories about work. Her mother
was then cuddling her.
She
was safe, she was protected and nothing could harm her there. It was with this
warm, nostalgic and happy feeling that Janey crashed onto the ground below.
Call it a miracle, call it luck, call it whatever you may want to, because Janey survived the fall. She was alive! She rose up on her feet. It was difficult, painful, but she did. How she thanked the heavens, the earth, the air! Everything that existed, she was thankful to. For in those few seconds, in those few pulses of time, she knew she did not want her life to end. There was still a lot to live for. She could live for those wonderful people in her life. She wanted to live for all those wonderful moments that were yet to come. She walked as quickly as she could, away from that horrendous place. What had come over her, she wondered. She repeatedly kept thanking her luck with every painful step she took. It was a very difficult task to walk over the rocks. She was limping and crying. She wanted help with her broken leg. Her body ached. There would be more broken bones that just her leg, she thought. But however, she was alive and could start anew. Her mind jumped with the ecstasy that her body couldn't manage.
She saw a couple of people heading her way. She must have been in a bad shape after the fall, for they looked very worried when they looked in her direction. They started running towards her. Janey was so tired that she rested her leg, until they could reached her and managed to lean against a rock, still very grateful for life. As they got nearer Janey called out and assured them that she was okay. She held out her hand for assistance. But they didn't look at her, they hurried onwards. She was confused. She turned to look in the direction the people were heading towards.
Call it a miracle, call it luck, call it whatever you may want to, because Janey survived the fall. She was alive! She rose up on her feet. It was difficult, painful, but she did. How she thanked the heavens, the earth, the air! Everything that existed, she was thankful to. For in those few seconds, in those few pulses of time, she knew she did not want her life to end. There was still a lot to live for. She could live for those wonderful people in her life. She wanted to live for all those wonderful moments that were yet to come. She walked as quickly as she could, away from that horrendous place. What had come over her, she wondered. She repeatedly kept thanking her luck with every painful step she took. It was a very difficult task to walk over the rocks. She was limping and crying. She wanted help with her broken leg. Her body ached. There would be more broken bones that just her leg, she thought. But however, she was alive and could start anew. Her mind jumped with the ecstasy that her body couldn't manage.
She saw a couple of people heading her way. She must have been in a bad shape after the fall, for they looked very worried when they looked in her direction. They started running towards her. Janey was so tired that she rested her leg, until they could reached her and managed to lean against a rock, still very grateful for life. As they got nearer Janey called out and assured them that she was okay. She held out her hand for assistance. But they didn't look at her, they hurried onwards. She was confused. She turned to look in the direction the people were heading towards.
No person alive can describe what Janey felt at that moment, when she saw her own face with a crooked smile, hanging from her tangled body lying in a pool of messy blood.
