Narrative

As Airborne school drew closer to its end, the anticipation of jumping out of an actual airplane was eating the soldier alive. Although he was tired of having to run everywhere he went in order to build up his leg muscles, he still wished that the training would last forever. He knew that in order to graduate, he must successfully complete 5 airborne jumps. The first jump was with no equipment. The next three would be with equipment, and the final jump would be at night with all of his equipment.

The time was now! He knew there was no turning back. At 1200 feet in the air, it was a little too late to say "Sorry Sir, but I'm just not feelin' this whole jumping out of a plane thing!" His mother used to tell him that he was crazy and she didn't see why any normal person would want to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.

His knees trembled as he shuffled toward the rear of the plane. The light turned from red to green. One by one he watched as the soldiers in front of him took thier "leap of faith". As the soldier flew out the door, he realized something was terribly wrong. The first jump isn't supposed to be a night jump, he thought to himself. The young soldier's eyes were closed!