The Stairs of Doom By, Galen Lavelle
When I was young, I was not good at making decisions. I wasn't stupid and I knew what to do when,(most of the time,)but I just couldn't carry out those actions or do the right thing. This is my story,of my stupid childhood.
When I was 8 or 9 I liked to climb up and down my stairs,from underneath them. I would climb up them until I got to the top,then I would hang from them. One day I decided it would try to run and jump at the stairs. I called my mom over to watch thinking how cool it would be if I swung all the way to the top. I started in my mom's bedroom, I ran down the hallway to the stairs I jumped onto them I grabbed hold,then slipped off and fell. I rolled over …show more content…
It was probably an even more dangerous hobby. I started to climb the stairs from the side, which allowed me to go twice as high, than climbing under them. I started at the bottom step, slowly shuffling my way up the stairs barely hanging onto the edge. I would use the handrail for support and use the stair supports as footholds. One I summoned the courage to climb to the top, I started up the stairs. slowly making my way up I held tightly to the handrail, trying hard to not look down for fear of falling. Half way up I heard, Craaaaackkkkkkkkk. My eyes wide open I clung to the handrail with both arms and didn't dare move. Still as a brick I checked up and down the stairs for breaks and racks. When I found none, I continued up the stairs. Just this once I need to make it, I thought. Then I can be done with this. As I approached the top, I held my breath. I was right there but a simple slip could send me straight to the bottom. I took my final step toward, breathing heavily, then I was at the top. Twenty feet in the air, I jumped off the stairs and intended to land on my feet flat on the floor. But I instead got caught on the handrail and came face first into toward the ground.
After that I quickly lost interest with climbing my stairs and every other dangerous idea that came into my mind. I had got on to the top and that was my goal, so now, for now I'm done with dangerous
When I was young, I was not good at making decisions. I wasn't stupid and I knew what to do when,(most of the time,)but I just couldn't carry out those actions or do the right thing. This is my story,of my stupid childhood.
When I was 8 or 9 I liked to climb up and down my stairs,from underneath them. I would climb up them until I got to the top,then I would hang from them. One day I decided it would try to run and jump at the stairs. I called my mom over to watch thinking how cool it would be if I swung all the way to the top. I started in my mom's bedroom, I ran down the hallway to the stairs I jumped onto them I grabbed hold,then slipped off and fell. I rolled over …show more content…
It was probably an even more dangerous hobby. I started to climb the stairs from the side, which allowed me to go twice as high, than climbing under them. I started at the bottom step, slowly shuffling my way up the stairs barely hanging onto the edge. I would use the handrail for support and use the stair supports as footholds. One I summoned the courage to climb to the top, I started up the stairs. slowly making my way up I held tightly to the handrail, trying hard to not look down for fear of falling. Half way up I heard, Craaaaackkkkkkkkk. My eyes wide open I clung to the handrail with both arms and didn't dare move. Still as a brick I checked up and down the stairs for breaks and racks. When I found none, I continued up the stairs. Just this once I need to make it, I thought. Then I can be done with this. As I approached the top, I held my breath. I was right there but a simple slip could send me straight to the bottom. I took my final step toward, breathing heavily, then I was at the top. Twenty feet in the air, I jumped off the stairs and intended to land on my feet flat on the floor. But I instead got caught on the handrail and came face first into toward the ground.
After that I quickly lost interest with climbing my stairs and every other dangerous idea that came into my mind. I had got on to the top and that was my goal, so now, for now I'm done with dangerous