It was a hot summer day. My mum had said to her friend; Korina, to come for a walk. Mum and Korina waited for me and my cousin; Maria just outside our house. Before we came down the stairs, we stepped on a really small piece of marble, that allowed us to see the balcony of the first floor. Maria stepped on me. I started falling down the stairs…
”It’s my time now”, I thought. ”I will fall on the road, and a car will run over me”. Korina’s and mum’s faces assured me. I didn’t want to die! I tried to grab the rail. It didn’t work… I don’t know why Korina and mum just stayed there, motionless. Fear must had taken over.
I stopped rolling. I was so dizzy… I was lying down, facing the sky with the clouds. I didn’t know what had happened. I saw Korina and mum above me.
Thankfully, I hadn’t died. I don’t remember much after that. The only thing that I remember is my mum saying the story to the family terrified. It was a really bad event, and I hope nothing similar happens to me again.