This is what I did today. I was kind of pround and not. I'll explain my story.

All starts when me and some friends decide to miss school. We cross the streets to arrive to what we call'' The Fall''. This fall is like... 30 meters height. We were at the base of it, on a big rock where we could stand. Behind there was a cliff( not maybe a cliff) like 20 meters height. Me and my friend decided to climb up the cliff. We're almost at the summit. All goes fine. This is at this moment that the rock is was on( a little rock) fell under my feet to arrive at the base of The Fall. I can say that I follow it. I lost my stand and fell. I rolled and rolled to the base of The Fall. I fell 20 meters height! You must say that hurt. I can't say that hurt really. I was like...dead. Strange isn't? I was dead( or maybe simply shocked). I can say that it wasn't like a real dead that you never come back. What happens next? My friends decided to climb down becuz they thinked that was too dangerous. A guy decided to call up the police. So me and my friends escape from there. All I can say is that event is the strangest thing that happens in my life.