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The industrial smell of the two

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the first step onto the metal wire shot bullets of sound from one end to the other, each step another bullet fired from the round.

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Silence so deafening he could hear his heart racing. Slowly moving along, step by step. Any mistake was life ending.

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This thin metal line, holds my future, my life and my next few steps. Creeping across this line is the method left - for my life depends on it. What is this sick game?

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Whoosh, the wind made the clouds disappear making the ground seem like it was indeed 540M high. My feet went numb and my back started tickling from fear.

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A deep breath wasn't enough to calm his fear. He could only seem to place one foot on the tight rope. The dark hue of the clouds mocked him as his legs lightly trembled. Suddenly, as he stepped his back foot onto the tight rope, the anxiety began to fade, as did the clouds. His destination was clear.

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A deep breath wasn't enough to calm his fear. He could only seem to place one foot on the tight rope. The dark hue of the clouds mocked him as his legs lightly trembled. Suddenly, as he stepped his back foot onto the tight rope, the anxiety began to fade, as did the clouds. His destination was clear.

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Sound fell silent as he took his first step on the line, the clouds whooshed away as the wind blew. His movements could result in death, his life depend on it.

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steping onto the nylon rope, my every movement is one highly calculated in my mind of decades of practise leading to this moment. a single look down would result in my failure and fall to my own death

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every step. every breath. every slight movement had the control of determining his fate. One wrong move and he was destined to look death right in the eye.

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BOING! the tight rope reverberated against his foot. Slowly he reluctantly offered his other foot to the rope, gently laying it flat. Keeping his eyes straight ahead he tried to ignore the wind with their screams serving as a reminder of how high up he is.

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The man stepped up to the rope, overseeing the urban city bustling with people. The gush of wind attacked the man from all directions, prompting him to fall. He began to cross the rope one foot at a time, controlling his breathing.

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the silence surrounded timothy, the balance, zen and trust in himself radiates in his aura. is he going to fall? what thoughs are racing through his head? is his heart hardened or the opposite?

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He's going to fall. Jack is in the middle of the twin towers when this thought occurred to him. He was going to die. In that moment all his senses were heighted as he felt the strong wind awaiting his downfall, the birds chirping as they await the great spectacle and the far away people who walk and watch.

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The first step I take onto the rope sends a rush of adrenaline through my body. The harsh wind at this height stings my face but I know what I must do. With each careful step the ground seems further and further away. One small mistake will be fatal.

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His surroundings flooded with a cool, white fog that masked the endless pit below him.

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calum fell and died

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oopsie daisy

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he flew off the unsteady cliff face as all his life conquests came rushing through his mind as he saw the face of death upon him

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He accidentaly fell off a cliff trying to escape his sister while plaing tag.

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He thought this was the greatest idea anyone had thought of. but little did he know he was so wrong.

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Falling young man, scared, frightened, shivering, 

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Falling young man, scared, frightened, shivering, 

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Falling young man, scared, frightened, shivering,

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I felt a gust of wind, filled with sudden curiosity I looked toward the direction it came from. Up in the sky was a plane and a blurry dot.

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The weight of my feet dragged behind me. Each of my limbs felt like a thousand tonnes yet I still trudged forward. My vision began to fade and my eyes felt heavy as I gradually tipped off the cliff.

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The rush of adrenaline tickled his spine. his legs bent, nearly over his head. his screams were overshadowed by the heavy wind and he could barely breathe.

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The rush of adrenaline tickled his spine. his legs bent, nearly over his head. his screams were overshadowed by the heavy wind and he could barely breathe.

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My heart races, it feels like it's coming out my chest. Falling into an abyss of darkness, I feel as if this is a never ending pit of sorrow. The breeze sliding through my fingers, shaking and grasping the thin air trying to seek salvage.

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As I fall down my stairs I think to myself "this is how my grandma died"

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Did you know that by falling down stairs you can die? Some would argue that everyone knew that. But not young Johnny boy who found himself falling from a 40ft building. As he is in mid-air begins to panic. He flaps him arms up and down. "Help!" he screams but yet he continues to fall.

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The adolescent fell to his demise. He felt the fully gush of wind hitting his face, even knocking his glasses off. He saw that his friends were able to pull it off so easily but for some reason he could just not get the hang of it.

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weaving past the tall, barky trees, standing as straight as a ruler timothy huffs and puffs to get away from a heinous, blobby, dead skin looking