Writer's Diary

Day Eight: Jumping and Flipping

AN- Today is Sunday. School tomorrow. Yay me. Anyways, this day will hopefully be less boring than the last couple days, and life is always more interesting in prison, excuse me, school, so be expecting something a bit better when Monday rolls around. Also, I just cracked all ten of my knuckles, so I'm feeling pretty good. It was a wonderful feeling. Enjoy!

I sighed in relief as I landed the flip on my feet, instead of on my back. There was a cute guy just after me, so he had to have seen that. I was at skyzone, an indoor trampoline park, and working on my flips. At the moment, I was flipping into the foam block pit; my one goal was landing on my feet instead of my back. I promised myself I would be able to do a double flip into the block pit and land on my feet before I attempted to flip on a trampoline. I had seen too many people fail at that when they tried to, and normally ended up injuring themselves. You need practice to flip right, and a safe place to practice was a block pit. The only problem was, it was a long, bloody battle to get out of it.

I hauled my self out of the pit, and met the praise of my friend, Zula, "Nice. You landed that one on your feet! Keep doing that, and you will be able to flip on a trampoline soon." Zula was insanely good at gymnastics, and could flip like nobody's business. I couldn't be a gymnast, I'm way to busy, but I do love flipping.

I used to flip with my eyes closed, scared of how I would land. Not anymore, I flip with my eyes open now. I'm trying to face my fears, and that includes flipping with my eyes open. It may be small, but it felt really big to me. Plus, by flipping eyes wide open, I get to see everything. There is always this one moment, when I forget everything else. Not as in like I don't see or hear anybody, no, I see everyone and everything in high definition. I hear every sound, every breathe coming from anyone. But the only thing on my mind is landing perfectly. It's just a moment, a blissful, beautiful moment. A drop of water in the desert of my life. When I'm frustrated, I normally head to skyzone to flip away any worries I might have. Zula is normally with me, but she can out flip anyone, including the safety supervisors.

I pull myself out of my thoughts, realizing it was my turn to jump into the block pit. I bounced on my toes on the soft blue carpet, bent my knees, and pushed off. I started to descend, and made sure to have my legs shoulder-width apart and slightly bent to absorb the impact without stumbling. I came down perfectly on the trampoline pad before the bit of blue and orange foam blocks. Two bounces, just enough to gain enough height for the flip. And forward! Knees tucked in, lean your head forward, like when your floating in the water, your body will follow your head, eyes open, don't miss it! Where is it? Where? There it is. Land. Land on your feet. Extend, bend, hands out. Yes! I did it! Two on my feet flips in a row!

I turned to look at Zula,and met her green eyes with a smile. "Well done, Aspen! Two in a row!" She didn't lean over to help pull me out of the pit, and I didn't want her to. I am perfectly capable, and her helping me out at something I needed no help at would only baby me. And that was unthinkable. I still smiled bright as a star, ecstatic to land tow flips in a row perfectly. And the second time, cute guy was far from my mind. I got that flip for me, and myself only. I hoped back in line, eager for a chance to land three flips in a row.

AN- I do love flipping, hope you caught that. Also, Zula means lover of books, which I figured was perfect for the girl it represents. Vote or comment please!