Watching From the Ground: Chapter 1: The First Sign

I felt scared out of my wits. I was looking at my brother's still body at the foot of the cliff that I was standing at the top of. Only seconds ago, Jared had been standing here, right next to me, looking over the edge of the cliff. He can't be dead, he just can't be, I thought.
"Are you all right?" I yelled down to him.
"Yeah" he said in a tired voice that I could barely hear.
As quick as I could, I ran down the side of the cliff, toward my nearly broken brother.
As soon as I reached him, still gasping for breath, I said, "Wow. I can't believe you even lived that fall. How did you survive?"
"I don't know," he said in equal amazement, "But almost as soon as I fell, I had the greatest feeling running through me, and it felt like my fall had slowed down. It felt great until I hit the bottom."
" I thought there was something weird going on when you never started screaming," I said, remembering that terrifying and strange instant.
Silently, I helped my aching brother to his aching feet. Then, he said in exhaustion and pain, "Either way, it hurt, so let's get home and get Mom."
And we began the long walk home.
And even no I didn't know why, the thing that scared me the most was that he actually enjoyed the fall. I knew that somehow, it would lead to trouble.

Watching From the Ground

Soon, I will begin to write a sort of new story. I will be writeng both Survival Flight and Watching From the Ground at the same time. In fact, When I publish a chapter from one of them, I will also publish that same chapter from the other story. Actually, this will be the same story, but from the view of Jacob instead of Jared. Once I finish Chapter 3 from Watching From the Ground, I will continue the Survival Flight. The only two things that will be different in the stories, are that Watching From the Ground is in the view of Jacob, and that my new story won't have those little thinking periods in between chapters. Watching From the Ground will premiere, hopefully, tomorrow.

Keep watch for Survival Flight: Amazement coming in December, 2007. Discontinued.

To Be Continued...

Usually, when I write "To be Continued..." I mean that it's a gap in the story, and that I won't write more until I feel like I've waited long enough.

Survival Flight: Chapter 3: The Ground Below

As we set down the very dirty mattress that we had dragged from home to the cliff, and began to climb back up to the cliff, I took a deep breath and said, "Jacob, your not jumping before me. If you fall and don't survive, well..."
"Well if I'm not jumping, niether are you. Whatever happens to you would also happen to me."
"No! If I die jumping off of this cliff, than at least I will have had a reason for doing it. If you jumped and didn't survive, you would have died for no reason."
Jacob gave me a funny look and said, "I would have died to stop you from dieing."
"Well, I won't let you!" I yelled as I ran torward the edge of the cliff. I always was faster than he was.
Just as I jumped, and my feet left the ground, with my eyes closed, I heard Jacob yell, "Noooooooooooo!!!"

I felt myself drop like a stone toward the foot of the cliff, that same amazing sensation taking over me, although this time it was not quelled by fear, but then, I felt like my drop was slowed and a new sensation took over me. Then, I felt like my drop had stopped entirely, as if I was moving in a different direction. And then...I opened my eyes and saw the ground below.

To Be Continued...

Survival Flight: Questioning

Should I really be doing this? I may feel like I have to jump again, but I might be putting myself and Jacob in danger. What if I'm not so lucky this time. And what if Jacobs not lucky enough either. O.K. I have to do it. I need to feel that felling again, to know what it is. But if Jacob jumps, he may not survive.

The Kittens Slide

If you wondering why I've got up a slide with cats on it, I am preparing for when we get our new kitten Apollo next month.
P.S. Keep an eye out for Survival Flight: Questioning
P.S.S. Those little sections bettween chapters in the story are Jareds thought, leading up to the next chapter.

Survival Flight: Chapter 2: My Brother

"I have to go back to that cliff."
"Jared, what are you talking about?" Jacob said incredulously.
"I really have no idea, but when I fell off of that cliff, I felt an amazing sensation. Sure, I was terrified, but it was a feeling that I have to feel again. I really can't explain it, but it was just so amazing." I was telling the truth. I had to go back. There was this strange new instinct in me, telling me to take new risks, although this instinct was mostly pulling me torward the cliff again. "Maybe we could drag a mattress under me of somthing. I just have to do it again except this time, I'll jump of, not trip."
"Well..." Jacob and I may have been twins, but we were nothing alike. Don't let the fact that we looked exactly the same fool you. While I was a straight A student, who sat on my bed and drilled through fantasy books all night, Jacob liked sports and would hang out with his friends from school, and would pretend to read a book at night until mom left, when he would pull out his GameBoy. I didn't complain. He always kept it on low volume. We were the best of friends too, always looking out for eachother. At school, whenever one of us was being picked on by "the cool kids", the other would always be the first to stand up for eachother. "alright, but I'm going to test if it's safe first. If you got hurt like that again, Mom wouldn't let you out of her sight until we were eighteen." That was my bro, always looking out for me.

Survival Flight: Contemplation

I wonder why I was able to survive. Even though I felt like I was going to die, after I hit the bottom I didn't. The weirdest part, was that I liked falling of the cliff. I even enjoyed it. In fact, I feel like I want to do it again. How is that possible?

New Story

Well, Kathryn, you said i needed to write a new story, so here.