Overcoming Ego Middle School Essay 10

I got over myself.

Bungee jumping should be considered a game for the brave, and I can't believe that the timid myself has tried it.

The classmates get together and feel like hanging out together. And one daring classmate suggested bungee jumping. I wanted to quit, but many of my classmates agreed, so I was embarrassed to say anything, and I didn't want to be called a coward, so I followed everyone.

Seeing the lot of people in line, I can't believe why so many people want to try such a dangerous game? Am I too cowardly, and everyone else is bold? But as the line grew shorter, I heard screams, and almost every scream, I shivered.

And because of his self-esteem, he pretended not to care and laughed loudly with his classmates, but he was very nervous in his heart.

I saw people who had played past me, some were excited, some were excited, some were crying, and there were still many happy people. But when I look at the happy people, I am even more scared in my heart, in case I cry in fright, and I start to agree clearly, I will be ridiculed. It was about to be us, and the boy who started the proposal was very excited and shouted to us, "Go back quickly if you're scared, don't pee your pants in fear!"

Some of the girls walked away, and one of the boys next to me said, "It's just girls, squeamish." ”

I didn't want to quit even more.

It was up to us, and it was the bold boy who made a triumphant gesture at us, and with a leap of his body, my heart went up to my throat, as if it was me who had just descended. The boy cried out, too, but he could hear it excited, not scared. And just like that, it was my turn.

I saw that the classmates in front of me were very excited, and there was no fear of crying, and I comforted myself, maybe it was really not that scary, and I saw that they were all fine. When I stand on it, I look down, like an abyss, there is no bottom, can I go down like this? I vaguely heard my classmates cheering me on, but I couldn't think of anything but fear.

I closed my eyes and jumped down, I could hear the whirring wind, and my own screams. I couldn't believe it was my voice, my brain was buzzing.

When I got back to my classmates, I squeezed out a smiley face and threw up. My classmates didn't laugh at me as much as I thought, but praised me for being brave.

Afterwards, I couldn't believe I actually went down. It was like a dream, and the dream was so real, so real that I could still feel the whirring wind. I don't want to go bungee jumping anymore because I'm timid, but I've really experienced it, and I'm proud, proud.

I overcame myself, a day I will never forget.