Going Down the Steep Hill
Blood pulsing at break neck speed. Feeling nervous. I edged slowly down the steep winding road. My only life line, a single rope tied to the branch
of a tree. I looked down. I was dizzlingly high up,
I felt sick.
I couldn't move, I was scared stiff. Then suddenly the sand
under my feet started to shift, I was slipping!!!
I regained my
balance, but I still felt petrified.
Then I noticed people shouting behind me. Someone shouted, “hurry up!” For a
moment I felt infuriated thinking,
"they have no idea what it’s like being terrified of
heights!"
I saw the beach just in front of me. I thought
to myself, “you can do it - almost there.” When I finally got down I felt
proud, relived
and I
couldn't
believe what I had just
done.
By Ruby
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