The Death Leap
I remember as if it was yesterday
I just found a swimming hole,
but the only thing was it was
at the bottom of a cliff. So I
put everything down at the
top of the cliff and jumped
into a solid 20 foot deep water
hole, I came up completely
refreshed and gasping for air
and that is when I saw the rope
ladder. I then climb back to the
top and did it all again, about
three hour's later I left just to
come back the next day. The
next day came and the same
routine but was there all day
long do the same thing over a
nd over again only this time
on a full stomach. The next
day I did it only this time the
water was very low and I hit
the rock's at the bottom of the
hole and break my leg, I pull
myself up the rope ladder back
to the top and hobble to my bag
and grab my phone and call 911
for help and that is when i see the
sign with this writing on it the death leap.
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