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[✦ nemuri]

The List...

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1. Injured ✔
2. Sinking ✔
3. Father
4. Exploit
5. Boredom
6. Art of Conversation
7. Take your Best Shot
8. Creativity
9. Flash
10. Puzzling Words
11. Ill
12. Skeleton
13. Nothing
14. Servitude
15. Possibilities
16. Weightless
17. Just Say It
18. Last Words
19. Immature
20. Blazing
21. Help
22. Presence
23. Because
24. Forced
25. Reversed
26. Cast Away
27. Emotions
28. Questions
29. Wishing
30. Crackling
31. Curl Up
32. Together
33. Look Again
34. Brief
35. Space
36. Special
37. Jinx
38. Stop Fussing
39. Cozy
40. Breaking
41. Either Or
42. Tell Me a Story
43. Waiting
44. Willpower
45. Who Am I?
46. Idol
47. Unseen
48. Just Try
49. For Me?
50. Your Choice! (You got to 50!)

51. Useful
52. Treasure
53. Ceremony
54. Lightning
55. Protection
56. Stay With Me
57. Mint
58. Rescue
59. Dominant
60. Thief
61. Deserter
62. Stolen
63. Sarcasm
64. Darling
65. How Much is too Much?
66. Over
67. Try Again
68. Hidden
69. Forgotten
70. The First Time
71. Aging
72. Soldiers
73. Justice
74. Tread Carefully
75. One False Step
76. Connection
77. Mess
78. It Can't Be
79. In Due Time
80. Awake
81. Delicious
82. Fallen
83. Trickery
84. Around the Bend
85. Well Traveled
86. Choices
87. Surplus
88. Rough
89. If
90. Friend
91. Found Not Lost
92. Spiral
93. Deep
94. I Could Have
95. Desirable
96. Resentment
97. Build Up
98. Inch by Inch
99. Dilemma
100. Blue Sky

[✦ nemuri]

1,235 words.

“Adelyna! I know you are a daredevil, but this is taking it too far! Come back! You’re only 18!”
I ignore the yells and pleads that begs me to come down. I know that it is too late to back down from the challenge, however.
Taking a deep breath and focusing on my feet, I take one step at a time. Slowly. It’s strange what fear does to a person.
My breath hitches in my throat as I peer over the cliff. I finger my parachute uncertainly, as I feel my legs shaking. Everyone knows me as Adelyna, the daredevil who fears nothing. The daredevil whom fear is afraid of. That is not true, as I do have a fear.
I am deathly afraid of heights. I didn’t tell anyone, so it has led me to this.
I’m guessing why all of you are wondering why jumping off a cliff to go parachuting is such a dangerous feat.
Maybe you’ll understand that I’m jumping from 20 kilometers high. Barely any time to process the fact that you’re hurtling through the air at breakneck speed. Barely any time to deploy your parachute in time.
I don’t know what had driven me to do this. All I know that I have a feeling that I would soon regret my decision.
Turning around, I see familiar faces and unfamiliar faces. Worried expressions on friends, horrified expressions on family. Excitement and fear on other people. It doesn’t calm my nerves down much.
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine!” I called towards them, but only a restless murmur answered me. I know that all of them are thinking that it is too early for an 18 year old to die. Because doing this is practically a death wish. That is, unless I survive, which I have a very small chance of doing so.
“Adelyna, are you sure you want to do this?” My friend, Lukas, breaks away from the crowd and walks up to me. I avert my gaze from him and nod my head slowly, fearing that if I meet her eyes, my resolve would crumble and break.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” I answer softly, before he pulls me into a hug.
“Good luck, and show them that fear cannot overcome you,” Lukas whispers, before walking back to join the crowd. I swallowed back a lump in my throat. Taking a deep breath, I leaned over the edge and jumped.
“AHHH!” I scream, as my surroundings become a blur. Fumbling around, I try to deploy my parachute in time. If it doesn’t deploy in five seconds and doesn’t let me float for two, then I’m probably done for.
Luckily, I found my parachute and pulled on it. However, I was one second too late, and I slammed into the ground and lay there like a limp rag doll. But, I was still breathing, although I was breathing very erratically. When I tried to move my arms and legs, a jab of pain shot through them, and I let out a cry.
I could see Lukas’s face from up the cliff, and his eyes were wide with horror. Reaching into his bag, Lukas pulled out his cell phone, and started to dial 911 shakily. I felt helpless. I knew I shouldn’t have made that jump. Because I did, I probably broke more than four different bones and punctured a lung. The most I could hope for is that I don’t black out and suddenly wake up with amnesia, or any sort of brain damage.
I grit my teeth as I heard the wail of sirens growing closer. The ambulance is coming, I can hear it. I am well aware of the tears streaming down my cheeks, probably more from terror than pain, although it does hurt a lot, too. My head feels faint, and I know what’s going to happen next.
“Oh God, I’m gonna faint, aren’t I? If I do, please don’t make me wake up with amnesia,” I mumbled, before blacking out.
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When I woke up, I could barely make out the white rooms of the hospital. The moment I opened my eyes, Lukas tackled me in a hug.
“Adelyna! You’re awake, and you didn’t die in the process!” Lukas cried, as I blinked at him.
“Yeah… it’s a wonder that I’m still alive, huh?” I asked, before letting out a small cough. “Sorry, could you move? You’re kinda crushing me…”
“Sorry,” Lukas answered, before hopping off my bed. As I sit up on my bed, I took in my surroundings. My family was dozing away at some chairs. I can’t blame them, since they probably sat there from the time I was sent to the hospital to now.
“So… how long has it been since I did the jump?” I asked awkwardly, as Lukas frowned.
“I think maybe a day or two ago. Geez, Adelyna, you had everyone worried! You’re even in the newspapers!” Lukas said, before shoving today’s newspapers in my face. I took hold of them, wincing as I moved my arms, as I started to read out loud.
“‘Breaking news. 18 year old girl jumps off cliff from 20 kilometers high, with parachute. Survives with a few broken bones and a punctured lung.’ Really?” I ask, skimming through the newspapers before handing them back to Lukas. Lukas takes them and shrugs. “Well, a bunch of people arrived yesterday carrying cameras and a microphone. Your parents had to shoo them away to leave you in peace. Honestly, they were really annoying.”
“Wow. I don’t know what to say,” I mumble, my cheeks growing red. Then, something catches my eye. I lift my head up, to see the words ‘#1 DAREDEVIL IN RAVEYNIA’ painted on the window. I frown, as Lukas follows my gaze.
“Oh, it’s that thing. Yeah, you are now the number one daredevil in Raveynia. I don’t know what you are aiming for, but I guess this is your title now,” Lukas said, as my cheeks turned crimson. I avert my gaze from Lukas, as he chattered on about something.
“… friend?” Lukas asked, as my head snapped back up, startled.
“H-huh? Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” I apologized, as Lukas rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Fine, let me repeat the question. Adelyna Rivera Millancio, will you be my girlfriend?” Lukas asked, as I blinked at him. Slowly, a smile appeared at my lips, as I grinned at him.
“Of course, you idiot! Why wouldn’t I?” I asked, as Lukas smiled along with me.
“Oh, I don’t know. I’m just happy that we’re finally together,” Lukas replied, as I smirked at him.
“Finally? Don’t tell me that you’ve been stalling this entire time!” I exclaimed, as Lukas shrugged.
“Eh, who knows? Maybe I was, maybe I wasn’t,” Lukas said teasingly, as I groaned.
“Okay…” I muttered, my voice trailing off. The next thing I knew, Lukas’s arms had wrapped themselves around me, and as far as I was concerned, those arms were choking me. Oh, and did I mention that he was sitting on me again?
“Gah! Lukas, your grip! Get off! You’re so heavy, and you’re choking me!” I gasped, as Lukas scrambled off.
“Sorry… I forgot that you were injured…” Lukas said awkwardly, as I gave him a weak smile.
“That’s okay, everyone forgets once in a while, right? Just don’t do it again. I’m not ready to die just yet!”

[✦ nemuri]

940 words.

I stared dully out towards the sea.
It was as if I had lost my meaning of life, which, just so you know, I had.
Choking back tears that had threatened to spill over, I fell onto my knees. I hated this empty, sinking feeling. It made me wish that I could somehow end this. It just wasn’t possible, however. My family depended on me to go to work to earn money. My younger siblings depended on me to help them with their homework, even though our parents could do that. My friends needed my support, as many of them are self-conscious of themselves.
If only there was someone who could help me, instead.
Right now, you’re probably curious on why I’m just standing here, unmoving, as the cold ocean wind blows my skin off. I needed some time alone, some solitaire. Some time to think about the things that had happened.
Most importantly, I needed time to think about Zack.
Okay, I’m not going to be like some people and swoon over him. I’m not going to gush. I’ll admit, he’s handsome.
But no amount of handsomeness is going to bring him back from the dead.
I miss him so much. It shouldn’t have been him that died. It should’ve been his girlfriend. It was her fault that he died.
Yeah, he had a girlfriend. Before her, it was me.
I didn’t know what had persuaded him to break up with me. Honestly, at the time, I didn’t care too much about it. Now, I regret my decision.
I didn’t like the girl. Not one bit. Even after we broke up, Zack and I remained good friends, but that girl had to ruin everything. She was also at Zack’s side, making sure that he didn’t do anything without her knowing what it was that he was doing.
I blame Zack’s death on her, and she blames his death on me.
Right now, you are probably wondering why- and how Zack had died.
Well, let me explain and enlighten you.
Zack and the girl, whose name was Sophie, were going out on a date. They went to some fancy restaurant to eat dinner, and in the middle of that, Sophie decided that the restaurant was apparently too low class for her. Naturally, being the kind and caring boyfriend he is- was, they left without a fuss.
While they were driving, there was a drunk driver on the streets. Because he was drunk, he wasn’t thinking carefully, and because he wasn’t thinking carefully, there was a car accident. I think it’s unfair that Sophie had escaped without a scratch, while Zack had died from the impact. Sophie exclaims that she was traumatized from that experience, but honestly, I don’t think so.
Now, ever since Zack’s death, whenever I think about him, my heart aches from the pain.
I swear, one of these days, I’m going to go insane from that bitter feeling.
Letting out a small gasp, I looked up to the sky. The sky was darkening, as storm clouds formed. However, I stayed near the sea. I would go in when it starts raining.
But it didn’t rain. The sky remained dark, and the harsh wind blew. My tangled auburn coloured hair flew in the wind, as I shielded myself from the wind. Was this a storm?
To answer my question, thunder clapped, as lightning flashed in the dark sky. Spinning around, I knew that I should head in, but I so desperately needed my fresh and salty sea air.
Against my better judgment, I stayed outside. The wind flapped relentlessly, as I winced. It was a little too late to back down now. I made a decision to stay outside until I was too tired to stand, and I had intended to remain with that decision.
Just then, my hand flew to my throat. I had just remembered that Zack had given me this choker for my 16 birthday. At that time, we were still boyfriend and girlfriend, and I could feel my eyes brimming with tears. Slowly and quietly taking it off, and held it in my hand, staring at the royal blue pendant. The choker was a beautiful thing, really, but I hadn’t really payed much attention to it until now.
Then, suddenly, the wind blew harsher than before. Caught off balance, I teetered dangerously near the edge, as I struggled to stay on land. However, I knew my attempts to stay on land were fruitless, as I eventually plopped into the water like a stone.
Down, down I went. I had taken a deep breath before I was swept over the edge. My hand clutched the choker tightly, refusing to let it go. I struggled to rise to the surface, as I started to see black and white. I knew that if I didn’t resurface soon, I would drown.
Choking on the water, I tried to rise up. However, no matter how hard I tried, I only went down. Water soon overcame me, as my eyes met darkness. As I started to lose consciousness, I could feel my grip loosening on the choker, no matter how hard I tried to hold it. Closing my eyes one last time, I released my hold on the choker, watching it sink deep down, before following it down to the depths of the ocean.
The last thing I could recall was his name, and mine. I think my name was Clair. I can’t be certain, though. I relaxed my muscles, surrendering to the water, and the last thing I realized was the darkness washing over me after I had relaxed.