misstep

A to Z challenge, theme: anatomy, day 2: B
Flash nonfiction, 100 words

My eyes fluttered open. Leaves and branches slowly came into focus.

My ears took in the sound of traffic passing nearby, then, the crunch of footsteps coming close.

A face came into view.

“You okay?” The gruff-looking stranger looked down at me quizzically.

“I don’t know.”

After a moment, I heard his footsteps crunch away and disappear. The sound of the traffic alternately surged and subsided.

Finally, I tried to sit up. That’s when the pain hit. 

Somehow, I got to my unsteady feet. Cradling myself with one arm, I trudged home, the broken bone wailing all the way.

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