It was time. I mean, the pilot can’t muck up. Can he? Time to go. We all piled onto the helicopter. Every nerve in my body was reacting. Suddenly, the blades started whirring. I felt sick. We took off with a thud. My heart was pounding rapidly, I’d lost control. Help was needed! I told myself to stop worrying but i couldn’t.
After a few minutes, the lads started joking around, I didn’t feel so bad anymore… until I looked out. It was time for me to jump. I could see where everybody had to land… X Marks the Spot. Here I go.
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