Swinging...Contest!
From Jumping Off Swings:
Corinne used to jump off the swings when we were kids. Just let go of the chains and take flight without a trace of fear. I'd watch her jump, wishing I could be that brave. But I'd always hang on, waiting to slow down first, always mindful of my mother's warning: You'll break a leg if you're not careful! But now I don't care.
I send myself jetting into the air. Corinne shrieks in surprise. I'm flying. Just for a second. But I'm flying.
When I land hard on my feet, the sting
Corinne used to jump off the swings when we were kids. Just let go of the chains and take flight without a trace of fear. I'd watch her jump, wishing I could be that brave. But I'd always hang on, waiting to slow down first, always mindful of my mother's warning: You'll break a leg if you're not careful! But now I don't care.
I send myself jetting into the air. Corinne shrieks in surprise. I'm flying. Just for a second. But I'm flying.
When I land hard on my feet, the sting
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