My wet feet create patterns

against the cold gray rock beneath.

Ice cold water splashing gently

so far down below.

 

I say something

and my voice carries,

bouncing off rocks,

repeating

over

and

over

again.

 

Goosebumps arrive

with the cold breeze

that drifts in the air.

The lake below stretches

for miles and miles beyond.

 

Across the lake a

beach with golden sand

shines in the sunlight

Across the lake

there are rocks

jetting out in every direction.

Across the lake

A beautiful waterfall

seems to catch the sunlight

and turns it into a

million different colors.

 

I look below

at the blue liquid

sloshing around.

It seems like

that 20 feet jump

is taunting me,

daring me

to do it.

 

Anxiousness churns.

and nervousness seems to

float in the air

like fallen petals.

 

Shoving all reservations aside,

I look down again.

Suddenly, it doesn’t seem that far down anymore.

 

I take a deep breath.

I take a step forward.

my feet leave the rock.

 

I jump.