I can't believe I am about to do this. My arms are shaking and I my fingers are numb. I am currently miles in the air and about to take a terrible mistake. What am I doing up here? I hate heights why would I jump out of an airplane?! My stomach is turning and I am sweating uncontrollably now. All I can think about is what if my parachute doesn't deploy. That would be it. I'd be dead, gone, the end. All because of a stupid idea to get over my fear of heights. At this point I want to call it a day and not jump. I am literally seconds away from backing out.The instructor opens the door and looks at me and says, " You ready to go?". I reply with a unsure nod and jump out of the plane.
I can't believe I'm about to do this. I am so excited that my body is literally shaking. I am in the clouds right now about to have a true life experience. I am up here for a reason. To overcome my fear of heights I will jump out of this airplane and sky dive. My stomach is filled with butterflies like I'm back in 7th grade with a crush on Summer Holtz. All this because I decided to stare fear in the eye instead of dodging it. I have a last second thought of doubt but then remember why I am here and how I cannot give up now. I am back to being excited and cannot wait for the feeling of free falling. This will be a beautiful day. The instructor opens the door to the skies and asks," You ready to go?". I reply with a confident nod and jump to the ground below.
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