What thoughts go through someone's head as they fall to their death?

Last minute thoughts. by Mike Raymond Apr 26, 07

They were coming for her. She could hear them scrambling up the rocky path behind her, scattering pebbles and
loose rocks which tumbled down the ever steepening hill. Slipping and sliding, on they came.

They were yelling now and although she couldn't make out their words, Adeline knew it meant they could see her
and would soon be upon her. This prompted her to run faster, if that were possible. Her breath mist streaming behind her
in the damp night, the young heiress to the Salisbury fortune kept her eyes down, trying to pick her footfalls carefully. To slip and fall
now would mean the end of her.

An active, sporty girl, Adeline was in good shape for such a run. Since her schooldays she had been constantly active in
soccer and ran every morning. Surely this would help her elude these evil men.

She had no doubt what would happen if they caught up to her. She'd overheard her uncle giving orders for her demise. "An accident
is what we need." is how he put it.

Unfortunately she had knocked over a vase just then which shattered loudly on stone tiles. The chase was on and she barely made it
out of the manor. Only her agility allowed her to put some distance between her and the men who would kill her. She was able to leap
the gates rather than open them.

Addie, as her friends called her, was never a bright girl. Some would say she was a bit backward. This wasn't true . She just
didn't see things quite the same as others did. The pretty young child had developed into a beautiful young woman who
was never without several young men hanging about. None of them got very far with her due to her fickle ways and
constant chattering. They just lost patience with her and she hardly noticed their departure.

Miss Adeline Salisbury was about to inherit millions and she had no idea what that involved. Uncle Harry had taken care of all
the business since Daddy died. Now that she was turning 21 he had become unbearable. He flew into such rages when she
insisted on reading all the papers that he wanted signing. Then she didn't understand what she read and began asking
questions, which caused his blood pressure to rise.

They were getting closer and Adeline didn't know if she could run any faster. It didn't matter anyway as she tumbled over the
cliff edge.

If she were in the Caribean, she reasoned, she could look out over the irrisistant turquoise ocean view. Such a scene would be a
beautiful ending. But it was night, so it didn't matter. She was here in the South of England.

She wished she had her nose plugs, the ones she used for diving. They probably wouldn't have been much use anyway.

Her life began flashing before her eyes and she wondered if old people fell more slowly than the young. After all, they had more
life to flash, didn't they. It seemed unfair to cut it short on them. Her life was short so it wouldn't take long.

Perhaps, she reasoned, God the creator had a way to slow it down for them so they could see all the events. Speeding it up just
didn't seem fair. Old folks have such trouble concentrating. A pause feature would be nice, to allow them to get their focus back.

If there were a slowdown and pause, then Adeline was sure there would be a rewind too. Some would abuse that feature, so she
would understand if that were left out.

She was having trouble concentrating on her own flashing life events due to all the screaming. Then she realized it was her voice
doing it and promptly stopped it. That was better. Now, where was she?

It occured to her to open her eyes, if only to see if she was to hit the ocean or the rocks at the base of the cliff. She decided it didn't
matter. She had read somewhere that when one fall a great distance, the water would be like a brick wall. Her eyes remained shut.

The end.