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I sat in my wheelchair at the top of the indoor skate park’s biggest ramp. It looked like an endless drop. My heart pounded. But I knew from experience: The longer you wait, the scarier it gets.
So I let my wheels roll over the edge, going faster and faster. My friends and family had been cheering. But at that moment, they seemed to hold their breath.
I reached the bottom of the ramp. My wheelchair sped across the floor to another ramp. Soon I was flying through the air. The world turned upside down, and then everyone cheered. I had done it! I had landed my first backflip in my wheelchair.
Once again, I had proved everyone wrong.
I sat in my wheelchair. I was at the top of a ramp. It was the biggest ramp at the skate park. It was a long drop. My heart pounded. But I knew this: The longer you wait, the scarier it gets.
So I let my wheels roll over the edge. I went faster and faster. My friends and family had been cheering. But for a moment, they seemed to hold their breath.
I reached the bottom of the ramp. My wheelchair raced across the floor to another ramp. Soon I was in the air. The world turned upside down. Then I heard cheering. I had done it! I had done my first backflip in my wheelchair.
Once again, I had proved everyone wrong.
I sat in my wheelchair at the top of the indoor skate park’s biggest ramp. My heart pounded as I gazed at the seemingly endless drop—but I knew from experience that the longer you wait, the scarier it gets.
So I let my wheels roll over the edge, going faster and faster. My friends and family had been cheering, but at that moment, they seemed to hold their breath.
When I reached the bottom of the ramp, my wheelchair sped across the floor to another ramp. Soon I was flying through the air. The world turned upside down, and then everyone cheered. I had done it! I had landed my first backflip in my wheelchair.
Once again, I had proved everyone wrong.