"You have just one more chance to prove that you can do it," the words of my instructor echoed and reechoed in my ears as I got into the plane. Fear was a natural thing, I had heard and I had a common fear which a lot of others had; I was afraid of heights. I had been afraid of even looking down from a high building.
The fear had been with me for as long as I could remember. It was to overcome my crippling fear of heights that I decided to join the parachute school. I had gone through a rigorous routine to prepare myself for the big moment. Then at the signal to jump, I had shivered and trembled and started screaming in fear.
The instructor had taken me by the hand and led me back into the plane. I was the only one that day who had taken off in the plane and landed - instead of jumping out in a parachute. As my companions met me at the base they smirked. I could see that even my good friends were uncomfortable in my presence. I.....was a failure.
[To be continued]...
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The jump of Joy
Short Story[Competed] A short story based on emotions. The possibilities are endless thus creating a character who solves his or her own problems by overcoming fear Started : 03/02/18 Finished : 25/02/18
