The scariest thing that has ever happened to me was when I fell off a cliff. I was nine so it seemed bigger than it was but still it scared me half to death. I was hiking with my family in Utah and I ran off on my own and I slipped and fell. I somehow grabbed onto a rock but I was too scared to look down so I just yelled for help. As my brother got there, the rock gave way and I dropped, it was a good 15feet but I landed on a slope so I was rolling when I hit. I rolled down about half way down the slope before I could get my grip and climb back up. I fractured my arm and got bruises all over but I came out basically OK.
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