My instructor took me aside and explained that it was not uncommon to be afraid. The real courage was in facing and overcoming the fear. I nodded and began to engage in self-talk. In the plane I was still doing this. I kept thinking how I was going to go home and face my parents if I don't get my wings. Then i tried to shut out the fear by imagining myself showing them my wings, showing them that I could fly as the time for the jump drew near.
The instructor placed his arm on my shoulders to reassure me that I could do it. I nodded and swallowed as my mouth felt dry and the fear rising within me. I began mumbling affirmations again and then it was my turn. "Jump!" I heard the command and hesitated. "Jump!" shouted the instructor again. I thought no further and took the plunge - exactly as I had been drilled. "Bravo!" I heard my instructor's voice in my ear. I fell swiftly and then looked up just in time to see the parachute canopy open above me. Then I looked down
[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
