Just Jump
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"Brianna, come on," he said looking up at me. I shook my head slightly as I took a step back.
"Come on, Bree. Jump I'll catch you," he continued.
"You promise," I called. He hesitated which only added to my nerves.
"I might not catch you, but I promise that you won't get hurt." I paused thinking it over.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"I swear Brianna, just jump." I took a couple steps back and took a running start. When I came to the edge I did as he said and jumped.
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