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Words: 649 |
Page: 1|
4 min read
Published: Nov 8, 2019
Words: 649|Page: 1|4 min read
Published: Nov 8, 2019
It was the summer of August fourteenth, twenty eighteen when I decided to live life to its fullest. Your choices end up designing your life. You could either have an eventful, memorable life or a simple, non-existent way of living. I was placed in a position where I can face my fears with all I got; lead my life the way I want to or just stand by the sidelines and follow the path to which life leads me in.
Montmorency Falls of Chutes Montmorency is a two hundred seventy-six ft. waterfall on the Montmorency River in Quebec City. It contains staircases that allow the view of the falls in several different prospects, panorama or perspectives. Also, an amazingly architected suspension bridge overlooking the outstanding falls and beautiful city of Quebec. However, as the stairs and bridge do provide an alluring scene yet, what provides pleasure to the senses was a terrifying aspiration for me that came in the form of a zip line. Over the years I realized I have Acrophobia (fear of heights). I would feel as if I would fall right back down from that terrifying height nevertheless I always had a passion to participate in adventurous, nature revolving events. Now I was placed in a position where I had to pick a stance and stick with it. Either I end up creating a beautiful portrait or walk right out as fear overweight the ecstasy of the event. In my case, the euphoria weighed out the terror as I wasn't ready to live my life in dread. Just as time flew by I came closer to my destination. But, to add more to the misery, I had to sign a death waiver. I wasn't quite appropriately dressed for the activity and to make the situation a whole lot worse, I had to wear a weight belt. The weight belt was crushing my hips, it felt like all the problems of the world were placed on my hips to upstand, hold and handle, more like my problems were. I was so busy glaring daggers at this torture weapon that I didn't even realize the time had approached. I came out of my alarming land of dreams when I felt like I was drifted into space. I was floating up in the space, no land reachable for my feet to be placed on till I realized I was already attached to the rope.
As I am a small girl my height wouldn't allow my feet to touch the oh so heavenly land which I had already started to miss. Before I could even say I was chilled to the bones, I was let go of. I felt like I was falling, falling into the same deep hole of the water, falling far down. But then why did I feel mist spraying on me, is this how it felt like to fall? I felt the fresh wind; pine with a hint of salt going through my hair, wanting to be realized. It caused my palazzo pants to swish back and forth in the direction of the wind, but why was it going sides if I was falling down. I opened my eyes and to my realization, that right before me was the beautifully crafted city of Quebec. On my other hand was the amazing scenery of nature, that God has gifted us with. I was so mesmerized, I felt time slow down. I saw the water breaking free from its cage and moving forward to its freedom. I heard the swishing of the salty, misty wind passing through me wanting to uncage me. It was truly incredible. For once the only feeling I felt was euphoria.
I was glad that I faced my fear in the best possible way I could imagine. I realized your fear shouldn’t drag you down, instead, help empower you, create a better stronger you.
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