Daniella glances at me and nods.

As my heart is pumping faster then ever.

We jump.

A giant tummy lifter comes.

As Daniella yells to turn it on.

Daniella’s has turned into a parachute.

But mine stays the same.

As much as I click it.

I start trying to get it to work in the sequential seconds ahead of me.

I’m nearly on the ground.

I brace for it.

My time is done.

Then I stare down just giving up as I feel just done.

And then I hit ground.

Knowing I’m done.