Cliff-Personal Narrative

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When I was 10, I did a very courageous act. I jumped off a cliff and got rid of my fear of heights. I was so scared but I needed to break my fear. Then, I decided to break my fear by accomplishing this feat. When my family and I went out on our boat in Lake Rays town, I said to my dad as we rode by a big rock that people were jumping off, "Can we go cliff jumping?" Since, I didn't like being scared of heights so I felt, maybe this was a chance to get over it. On or way to the cliff I was terrified but I wanted to accomplish this so I stuck to it. As we were getting closer to the rock I was getting more and more nervous. I was so close to telling my dad to turn back but I didn't. I kept thinking throughout my mind what if I slip and fell? I was afraid that I may get seriously injured. …show more content…

Then, I feared that there may be several large fish in the water that may bite or eat me alive. It started to get even worse when I was right beside the rock that I would jump off. As I was walking up to the cliff I started shaking so bad that I thought I would die. As I looked down from the face of the cliff, I saw a school of fish and then thoughts of the fish attacking and eating me were raging through my head. I then wanted to take my mind off of Jumping. So, I went looking for little pools of water in the rock that had tadpoles in them. Just then I started to think that it wasn't as bad as I first

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