He Slipped

As he walked down the icy sidewalk, he murmured to himself, "I'm gonna freakin' slip and kill myself today." This was not a new thought, as it crossed his mind frequently during the snowy wintry months. He continued to walk, eyes on the sidewalk as he made his way carefully to class. The throng of students walking towards him combined with the many behind filled him with a sense of urgency he knew was uncalled for, yet his pace quickened ever so slightly. Then it happened. The sound of a honking horn caused him to look up as he tread over an icy patch on his path. He seemed to move in slow motion as both feet flew high over his head and he landed with a resounding crash. Then he lay motionless. Two strangers stopped and looked over him. "What happened?", one asked the other. "He slipped."