Marissa Laven Notes
4/21/10 89 ACE
I had used a grave stone for my figurative piece, to show my fear of heights is dead. I am no longer afraid of heights, ever since July second, 2009. It all started when I was nine, I was up at my old camp, and I was putting away blankets in the loft and was coming down the ladder when I slipped. I had landed on my back, but I had broken my arm on impact. That was the only injury I had, but I had become deathly afraid of heights ever since that day. I would never climb over a few inches off the ground and wouldn’t go on any kind of ladder. It wasn’t until July 2, 2009 that I over came my fear of heights. I had gone to the Great Escape with my cousins and they had wanted to go on the Boomerang, I didn’t want to be left alone so I went I line with them. During the wait, I had become so anxious that I had thought everyone could hear my heart beat. But when I got on the ride and it started to move, I couldn’t help but be excited. It was so thrilling to feel the wind against my face. It was so much fun that I wanted to go again, but we had to leave. That was when I had stopped being afraid of heights.