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There it was. The one little red rock. Not too far, but not close enough to easily reach. I felt like a young, tiny child, seeing the tempting cookie jar that was just out of my reach. I would have to jump for it.
First jump.
A miss.
Hand stretched out, wide spread fingers slapping the cool, rock wall and sliding back down with the rest of me.
Second jump.
Again a miss.
Arms and legs shaking now. Growing quickly tired and drained of energy. But I would not let this defeat me.
One last leap...
And victory!
Now, the rest of the wall to climb…