We had to walk on a log across a river at camp. It was wide and had bars, but I still was terrified of heights. There was a guy in my group who had convinced me to go across, promising if I fell that he would catch me. He didn’t make fun of me or anything, like others! When I was halfway across, I fell. He caught me before I hit the ground and kept an arm around my waist the rest of the way to make sure I didn’t fall again. He later admitted that he was scared of small places to make me feel better. He definitely scored brownie points for that one!
BY GL READER ON 8/30/2014 12:00:00 AM
POSTED IN guys, sweetie