Cliff Hangers
"AAAAHHHHH!"
My hands were sweating because of the scorching Grand Canyon heat, which didn't help the fact that I was hanging off a cliff! I tired to move my legs up to the edge of the cliff without letting go, but that didn't work. It only made things worse.
"Why did I have do this?" I murmered to myself.
Sweat dripped off my forehead. I looked up at the sun. It was after noon. I could tell by the suns point in the sky.
"I just have to stay calm. Com'on Bug! You can do this!" I told myself.
I tried to swing myself up one more time...
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