This is my skydiving writing piece, in which I wrote about the feeling of going skydiving.
I hear the roar of the turbines in my ears, its deafening almost. My breathing slowly starts inclining just like the plane going higher and higher. We jump, slowly descending into the abyss. we free-fall for what seems like forever, until the big plastic chute deployed. I can breath again, my soul finds my body. I check my fingers and they are numb. I slowly fall back to reality.
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