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4: fly

    I stood on the railing of the roof and held the bars that poorly block off the edge that I'm was on at that moment. The wind blew  making my cheeks turn bright pink. My black hair got  tangled in the wind. I was 10 and I wanted to fly... but it didn't go as I planed. I hoped off the roof my pant leg hooking on to a little pice of metal then ripping leaving me to fall and land in a thorn bush. Not soft landing but not the worst I've had.