Backwards
The place was overcrowded. I tried to keep my cool with all my might but, it wasn't much. I could barely see the pathway ahead of me, even though it only existed in my mind. My eyes desperately focused on patches of cobblestone between dresses, coats, and shoes, attempting at solving the puzzle. But in the midst of the heavy passersby swirl, I began feeling dizzy. The human mass was turning me around like I was air. Nobody even said "excuse me" along the way. And then, I heard a crack. To become shorter by a little over an inch on one side at that same second. My right foot collapsed, and I immediately lost my balance. I outstretched my arms, begging a stranger under my hand to stop in my mind. I grasped his shoulder, but he didn't give me as much as a second to try and regain my steadiness. He slid out like a bar of soap, pushing me a little bit backwards in the process. So, I ultimately fell back. On a person that had no other choice but to catch me because otherwise, both of us would've landed on the ground. And possibly gotten walked all over.
- Oh, my! - he cried, catching me so skillfully that I not only stood in place, but also faced him, turned around for one last time that day.
- Hey, Napoleon!
Someone called out, before I even had a chance to say I was sorry. Making me aware of the fact that I didn't have to look for my target anymore. As he found me himself.
- Are you alright, miss?
He completely ignored the man calling him, and grabbed my hands. That helped with setting me on the right level for the time being. He held one of his forearms a little more firm, allowing me to put the weight on him. It struck me that he...
- Oh, my! - he cried, catching me so skillfully that I not only stood in place, but also faced him, turned around for one last time that day.
- Hey, Napoleon!
Someone called out, before I even had a chance to say I was sorry. Making me aware of the fact that I didn't have to look for my target anymore. As he found me himself.
- Are you alright, miss?
He completely ignored the man calling him, and grabbed my hands. That helped with setting me on the right level for the time being. He held one of his forearms a little more firm, allowing me to put the weight on him. It struck me that he...