The Cliffs of Insanity

 

I stood on the cliff, barefoot and bikini-clad.

Glaring at the other kids until I was satisfied they wouldn’t push me, I peeked over the edge.

Sheer rock, straight down. Grey granite sinking into dull green water.

Two boulders with a small gap of ocean in between marked my destination.

I stepped back and blew out a breath. “That’s fucking high. Like, really high.”

“Yeah,” Jim backed away. “Ladies first.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re kidding.”

“Nope.”

“Nice,” I stared him down. “Wait. You’re not jumping, are you?”

“Nope.”

“Fine,” I threw my towel at him, sprinted, and jumped.

 

 

Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

March 23, 2016 prompt: Adventure – In 99 words (no more, no less) tell about an adventure experienced or witnessed.

This week, the challenge was more of a flash nonfiction. I was 15 years old and the only girl of the group to jump. #truestory

I shamelessly stole this title from a line in The Princess Bride (one of my favorite movies).

 

 

High Life

 

Crystal sat cross-legged on the sand across from Marcus.

He shook his head. “Look at those idiots,” he pointed to a group of boys jumping off the cliff into the rocky water below.

Crystal scrunched up her face, squinting. “Stupid,” she agreed coughing and giggling. “Stupid little boys.”

“Exactly. Like little boys trying to prove something to…whatever,” Marcus snickered. “Grow up!” he shouted. They both laughed. “Stupid adrenaline junkies.”

“Yeah. Morons. That’s wicked high. Jumping from Horizon Point should be, like, illegal.”

“Totally,” he sighed and laid his head in Crystal’s lap. “Hey, pass me the joint. You’re hogging.”

 

 

April 22 Prompt: Vice (Write a story that includes a vice–or multiples, if you are so daring)

Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch