The pull from the gravity that could be felt as I was falling mid-air caused my heart to be lodged into my throat. The elasticity of my skin was challenged by the force of air, the features of my face being pulled in different directions. I couldn't stop the scream from tearing through me like a great shard of glass. Together with the big tear drops that were carried away by the icy wind one of Mark's shoes flew off my foot.
I was coming on to tree with an uncontrollable speed and started to flail my arms around hoping that I will be able to latch onto a strong branch. The feeling of the sharp twigs and small branches slicing at my skin as I made my way in was apparent, making me wince and hiss. The colored leaves were obscuring my view as I tried my hardest to protect my head from any sudden impacts.