The introduction--goes here.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ZTQ0Me655
I was little. Who cares about my age, because it's not relevant. Moving on. Enamored by jumping off of buildings, parkour, and whatever else was cool, Veggie Tales was the inspiration of my hobbies and healthy vegetarian diet choices. I like broccoli.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXcshKk6To6
The mindest--insanity. 984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVex1chQJ65
In light of this inspiration, I wanted to pull a Jonah. Pull a Tarzan. Pull a whatever that George dude's name was. Minus the tree part, cuz that would just be painful. I wanted to swing from the trees, and ropes, and just other stuff that happened to work in a swinging motion, such as other stuff.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhwfmRbQOvs
The location--my house. Where all the crazy junk happens.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQUjy3ZOLD0
Our stairs were built for jumping down. My bros were da kings at this. they could jump from way up and go way down, and do karate rolls, or parkour rolls, or California rolls, depending on what the occasion called for. They were cool like that. Still are, just now, they can do drum rolls too.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSSlUHYC0ky
Even though they were the best, I wanted to do best-er, or better, or best-er-er-er. I knew that this feat could be done only by the amazin' compliments of the window curtains that lived on the window which had magically been placed at the bottom of the stairs. Magical stuff like that happens. The window was placed there because of a prophecy made by a drunken shaman construction worker. Of course, that's not true, so we'll continue like that wasn't typed there. Ever.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtN400H6W1T
Anyway, I mentally prepared myself, I physically prepared myself, I mentally prepared myself, I didn't actually prepare myself. I grabbed a hold of the curtain, and climbed up the stairs of greatness to the stair of awesomeness where the moment of epic-ness would occur. I braced myself for the flight ahead. I gripped the yellow, weird-ish curtain in my hands and closed my eyes. Then I leaped off the stair. 984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHKGRC9zxM6
And in my mind I flew. I soared to great heights. Five stairs up, and quickly descending to the floor. I looked at my hands to smile at my best friend. . . but he wasn't there.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvOGByioe4v
I screamed bloody murder. "I'm gonna die!!!"984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtkiQtPJ0Tg
Silly me, I didn't die. The curtain was okay. And that's all that matters. The fact that I broke my wrist like a straw and cried for days has no effect of the outcome of this story because the curtain was the star in the first place, anyway.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTBPQWSmkvP
Good-bye.984Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcz7oYCOe6j
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