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The Joy of Fear
It's hard to believe, that I, of all people, could do something that requires even the tiniest bit of bravery.
But, as I walk the stairs leading to the thirty foot platform that I will leap from, into an airbag of course, the fear doesn't reach me. It only catches me as I make it to the final step. As soon as I am allowed to jump, I take a running leap, not wasting time. I don't remember the moment my feet left the platform.
The rush of air felt everything and nothing like I expected it too.
I thought it would feel like a roller coaster. It was similar in the way it made my stomach leap, but different in the way that there was no cart, nothing to hold me.
The moment I stepped off, I forgot that there was an airbag waiting to catch me at the bottom. It was the most terrifying thing I have ever experienced.
But, once I hit the airbag the feeling was gone, leaving not even the slightest adrenaline rush.
The jump lasted exactly six seconds. The best six seconds of my life. I was too cowardly to jump again, but the feeling was incredible. So free.

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