Tree Climbing
My fingernails were scratching up against the stubborn hard tree. My arm was stretching so far out to the next small plank of wood, inside my head I could just imagine a crack go through my collar bone and... BOOM I would be out of action for 6 weeks.
"Come on Nina your so close to the top!" Phoebe was yelling from down bellow. "Don't look down Nina, don't look down" Emily was shouting because I was so high up stuck in the branches.
Finally I had reached the top and the wind was hitting up against my face. "Toast!" I shouted anxiously just waiting to go flying down. And suddenly I feel the rope going slack so I know its time to start climbing down.
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