My legs didn’t shake as I adjusted my stance on the rocks. I extended my reach and air rushed around my steady ankles. It was weird, but my pulse was as regular as the beat of a clock.

I wasn’t sure of what to do next. Should I climb back down, going the way I came or should I take a chance of sailing down. Jump off the edge and let my parachute take me all the way down.

Amazing, the view, and the sense of freedom I felt standing there. Nobody, or nothing could hurt me. I was safer here, than on solid ground. A hawk screeched past me, and I could almost touch its supple feathers.

I almost didn’t hear my companion, but a touch on the shoulder brought me back to the room. I lifted my virtual headset off, and adjusted my vision to the room. Only moments before it seemed so real.

‘Do you think you will be able to do the virtual parachute jump?’ My trainer asked.

‘I can’t wait,’ I said.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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