I used to be that friend who jumped first.

I’m not even kidding. In my teens I used to live right next to the bridge that carried the water and electricity mains from Aruba’s power plant to the rest of the island.
Okay, so it’s not very high, and the water is warm and clear. But it’s a bridge and my friends and I jumped from it. It’s still plenty scary when you’re standing on top looking down.

This video is 2014, but that was pretty much me in 1995. Only instead of the girl who’s too chicken I was the girl putting the boys to shame

I’m kind of happy to see that even in the time of smartphones the young people still trying to impress one another jumping off that bridge :)

PayPal didn’t work for me. Thank you for pointing out this alternative. I’ll look into it as soon as I get home. I can’t wait to take that leap. To me, the question is not so much who my friends are but what bridge we’re jumping off.

Writer of fiction, blogs and erotica. Frequency in that order. Popularity in reverse.

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