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“Slurp, Slurp, Slurp!” My dogs licked my face as they woke me. I looked at the clock…
it was eleven o’clock already! My family was leaving in thirty minutes to go to Godfrey Bridge.
We went there all the time when I was little. It seems like a tradition for us, my grandma even
went there when she was a kid. Everyone except me always jumps off the bridge into the water.
Today was going to be different though. Today I was going to jump! I rushed to get ready and
I don’t know the exact location of Godfrey Bridge, but I know its somewhere in Mullica.
To get to the bridge you have to go down this dirt road that’s like three miles long. Once we got
there I was ready to jump off the bridge. I ran to the rail, climbed over it, and then climbed back.
My snappy comeback was, “I didn’t even go in the water yet… I want to get used to it
“Okay! But you still have to jump off the bridge!” They all leapt off the bridge quickly as
I stayed on the sidelines and walked down to the water. We started to swim towards the tree
where the rope is. In order to redeem myself, I decided to go first. Climbing up the tree, I
jumped to the rope and swung. Swaying on the rope acting like Tarzan, I let go and splashed
“If you are able to do that, why are you afraid of jumping off the bridge?” Bridget
questioned. Honestly, I didn’t know why I was afraid. Everyone that jumped off looked like
they were having fun. Maybe I was afraid of heights. The bridge was twenty feet above the
water. But I’ve climbed on ladders and have been on roofs before with no problem. In
elementary school I have hopped of the diving board plenty of times. Finally I realized my
problem. I hated being put on the spot. When I’m at the edge of the bridge, everyone is looking
at me. They have their cameras ready to take pictures. While swinging on the rope, however,
nobody really pays attention. I’ve found out what my fear was, so now I had to face it.
“Deal!” I yelled. I ran to the rail, climbed over it, and then climbed back.
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“Looks like you owe us ten dollars!” Bridget barked. I took a few steps back.
“Do I?” I questioned. I ran towards the rail and sprung over it, skipping over the plank
and dove straight down into the water. “Splash!” The water spurted. I did it. I jumped off
Godfrey Bridge. I faced my fear and made a bit of pocket change, managing to have a lot of fun
in the process. I continued to go off the bridge over and over again until it was time to go.