Yet another short short from one of my English classes. As I post each of these, I keep wishing I had posted them sooner after they were created. Oh, well. What's important now is that I'm getting my writing out there and continuing to practice writing.
Too Late
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I panicked. I was falling at an alarming rate. Not a surprising rate mind you, there is a
difference. Surprising would imply that
I was unaware of how fast I would be falling, on the contrary. I was falling just as fast anyone else who
had just been pushed out of an airplane would fall. It was alarming because I had now been
falling for a good two minutes and my parachute was malfunctioning…rather
inconveniently I might add.
Pull yourself together Darin. The ground isn’t that close, there’s plenty
of time…suuuurrreee. It was surprising,
not alarming, that I could form coherent thoughts in this particular
predicament that I was in, but I wasn’t going to complain. The ground, in all reality, was coming up a
little faster than I would have liked but gravity does it’s own thing and
doesn’t exactly obey my command. As
handy as controlling gravity’s force on me would be, the laws of physics were
never my strong suite and I don’t think that would work very well.
I pulled again at
the cord that was designed to release the parachute from its pack, but to no
avail. Ok, I wasn’t panicking. I
couldn’t afford to do that, but I also couldn’t ignore the fact that the ground
wasn’t getting any farther away. I tried
the cord one more time and felt it finally give but while I was pulling at the
cord the ground had snuck up on me. It
was too late. My world went black.
I pulled off my
goggles, turned off the simulator, and sighed.
Maybe next time.
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