Flying

Its about high jump. I guess it's kind of a story, more like an extended moment.

They call my name and I take my spot. All around me, people are talking and cheering, but all i hear is the beat of my heart. I tap my right foot 1...2...3 times. Then, I take off. This is the only time I am completely at peace. I hit my last step and launch off the ground. And for that split-second, I am free. Defying gravity, flying high over everything. But then, just as quickly as it began, I am falling. I hit the soft ground and roll off. I run back to my place, ever eager to fly again. Ever eager to be free.

Author's Note

Don't judge too hard. I am not that great of a writer.

Reviews

[Lillian]

oh high jump. how i love thee. but how it saddens me that coach wont let me. JUMP!

haha. stop telling people not to be harsh and stop douting your writing, you're talented, and new so really, no worries if you are not the next oh s**t. i just drew a blank, who's the EMILY DICKINSEN!!!!! (spellcheck?) anyways, keep up with the writing. you're doing great and i like reading your work. =)

PS. "extendend moment" english calss. kudos.

[Clouded in Hopeful Illu..]

I think you are a good writer. You put a lot of emotion into your writing and that is good for your audiance. I never would have known that this was about the high jump unless you said so. I think it describes it very well.