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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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