The great fall

One of my favourite activities is wall climbing. I go every week and even do competitions. On my 15th birthday my dad said he would take me to climb a proper rockface. Two days later. It was the day. We woke up early and started getting ready. Two hours from now I would be climbing the rockface. The time had come, I was at the bottom of the wall. Suddenly, I started to fly. And I flew and flew and flew.

 

The bystanders started talking.” He’s a good climber and all but how did he get up there?” said a friend of his. Suddenly he fell and that was the last of his career.   


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