Climbing
I have this fear, it causes my legs to shake. I start nervous talking to anyone near me. Thoughts of death go through my mind. I imagine my own funeral, then snap out of where my thoughts were taking me. My stomach is churning, my hands are clammy.
I am horrified of heights. It is not really the fear of being in a high place. Instead, it's the fall. My sense of feeling secure and safe is absent. I can only rely on my own inept feet, or lack it.around three summers My high school took us on a week trip to Hanakapiai Falls, it is a breathtaking area in Hawaii. The prime attraction is the main waterfall, about 115 feet tall, that plunges into a luminous pool feeding in the river. After my class and I settle down, while listening …show more content…
We were not getting any closer to the falls. The path was outdated! I decided to head back down, this trail wasn't going anywhere. My friend Casey decided to head back with me. Now, turned around, the drop was in our visions.The single slip, single foot misplacement, can kill us. Casey went first and my trembling body followed closely. Casey found a rest spot, he put one leg down, not being able to touch the boulder we were stuck. We found another spot where the fall would be shorter. It was a slide like type of fall. Casey went first, he made it safely. I imagined myself at the bottom all sprawled out with broken bones. He said that I was okay and can do it, not pressuring me. I inched closer by the slightest bit. My foot slipped off and I screeched. There were no right ways to get down. I decided I was ready, all of my friends already were down there by now. I jumped off and it felt like I was in the air for 3 hours. I landed on my stomach and after sitting there for a good minute I realized I was alright! I let a huge sigh of relief out and felt as if a bowling ball was pulled off my head. My elbows and legs were all bruised and bloody but that didn't matter to me because I made it to the
I have this fear, it causes my legs to shake. I start nervous talking to anyone near me. Thoughts of death go through my mind. I imagine my own funeral, then snap out of where my thoughts were taking me. My stomach is churning, my hands are clammy.
I am horrified of heights. It is not really the fear of being in a high place. Instead, it's the fall. My sense of feeling secure and safe is absent. I can only rely on my own inept feet, or lack it.around three summers My high school took us on a week trip to Hanakapiai Falls, it is a breathtaking area in Hawaii. The prime attraction is the main waterfall, about 115 feet tall, that plunges into a luminous pool feeding in the river. After my class and I settle down, while listening …show more content…
We were not getting any closer to the falls. The path was outdated! I decided to head back down, this trail wasn't going anywhere. My friend Casey decided to head back with me. Now, turned around, the drop was in our visions.The single slip, single foot misplacement, can kill us. Casey went first and my trembling body followed closely. Casey found a rest spot, he put one leg down, not being able to touch the boulder we were stuck. We found another spot where the fall would be shorter. It was a slide like type of fall. Casey went first, he made it safely. I imagined myself at the bottom all sprawled out with broken bones. He said that I was okay and can do it, not pressuring me. I inched closer by the slightest bit. My foot slipped off and I screeched. There were no right ways to get down. I decided I was ready, all of my friends already were down there by now. I jumped off and it felt like I was in the air for 3 hours. I landed on my stomach and after sitting there for a good minute I realized I was alright! I let a huge sigh of relief out and felt as if a bowling ball was pulled off my head. My elbows and legs were all bruised and bloody but that didn't matter to me because I made it to the