"Don't forget to look down! It adds some extra excitement!"
"Thanks. I should probably go hook up, you know, before he starts counting."
"Good idea."
All I could think of was Jacob, how he had done this just minutes ago. Why was I so scared now? He seemed fearless. As soon as I hooked up to the wire, and the official checked it, I heard counting. Ten....oh gosh Nine.....I'm going to die. The next went by so fast, that I couldn't think. Eight...seven...six...five...four...
This is it. Three...two...one. And I leaned back as the sky started falling, wait no it got further away, I was the falling one. Then I remember what Jacob had said, look down. So I did. And boy I was petrified, I couldn't even speak. To be fair, I was falling at an extreme rate, but nonetheless I could speak. All that came out was a yelp. I was waiting to hit the water, and oh wait a bad belly flop that would be, and then I started bouncing back up. Hmm guess I wasn't going to die. Then I focused in on Jacob, who was staring at me. He was smiling, and I smiled back. He gave me a thumbs up, and as I went to give him one I realized I couldn't move that well with all the pressure. Mine ended up being more like a fist bump. Finally it was over though, and I was pulled up back to the bridge.
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Coming Out Hotline
Historia Corta"Call me Story, because I'm your story." "You're definitely going to need a lot of work, and I'm here to be your reporter." "I think I'll enjoy that." "Bye Story." In which two boys 'coming out' call a hotline. Cover made by: @meiflowerr
