Senior Ditch Day, a tradition that has been followed by High School Seniors everywhere in America. It is the next school day after the school Prom, and it’s the day where all the seniors ditch all their classes to enjoy and have fun and relax. May 2nd of 2016 was the particular Senior Ditch day for Poston Butte High School, and the majority of the senior class decided to go to the lake. The day was perfect. The sky was deep blue with enormous clouds floating on the horizon, and the sun seemed to drop bits of sunshine that melted into your skin. Despite it being a wonderful day, I had no intention of getting up from my warm, cozy bed. I looked up and stared at the ceiling fan, following the propellers rotate with my eyes. I soon realized that I didn't want to spend my Senior Ditch Day staring at a lifeless fan, I wanted to spend it outside where nature was painted with perfection. I started contacting some of my friends and telling them to meet me at a McDonald's parking lot. I waited anxiously for one of my friends to reply and meet me there.
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There was a 75 ft but we skipped that for some reason. I was hyped and I wanted to do this jump. I wanted it but I became paralyzed in fear as I watched everyone before me jump, and soon enough, it was my turn. Again, I became hesitant. Did I want to risk my life just to prove that have coconuts in my pants? Yes, probably. As I backed away to make the jump, I told myself “Don’t think, just do”. Again, I ran and I jumped, but this time, I died. Apparently I fell chest-first into the water and all I could remember was the feeling of something like a tow truck plowing against my lungs. There were tiny flashes consisting of me grasping for air as the water engulfed me and dragged me into its depths. I practically was a fish out of water. Next thing I know, I wake up on the shore, dazed and confused, wondering where I am. I looked around only to see the pale white faces of my friends, staring at me in
There was a 75 ft but we skipped that for some reason. I was hyped and I wanted to do this jump. I wanted it but I became paralyzed in fear as I watched everyone before me jump, and soon enough, it was my turn. Again, I became hesitant. Did I want to risk my life just to prove that have coconuts in my pants? Yes, probably. As I backed away to make the jump, I told myself “Don’t think, just do”. Again, I ran and I jumped, but this time, I died. Apparently I fell chest-first into the water and all I could remember was the feeling of something like a tow truck plowing against my lungs. There were tiny flashes consisting of me grasping for air as the water engulfed me and dragged me into its depths. I practically was a fish out of water. Next thing I know, I wake up on the shore, dazed and confused, wondering where I am. I looked around only to see the pale white faces of my friends, staring at me in