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A night in Paris


 

Basehopping fra Eiffeltårnet i Paris.

Karakter: 6 (3-timers stil)

Sjanger:NovelleLastet opp:02.05.2006
Språkform:EngelskForfatter:
Tema:Sport generelt
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This was it. There was no going back now. All of a sudden I felt some doubt in my mind. Did I really want to do this? Well, I had to do it. I could not disappoint all the people that had turned up to watch. On top of the Eiffel Tower my eyes swept over the crowd beneath me. It was an endless mass of people waiting for me to jump. Luckily I had my parachute because this was definitely no suicide attempt. Although I had jumped off taller constructions than this it still felt quite high above ground level. Illuminated by the searchlights I stood on top of the impressive tower. Why did we have to do this at night?

 

Just four days ago I landed on the Charles De Gaulle airport in the outskirts of Paris. I was welcomed by a small committee of government people. I was taken on a car ride across Paris as I was told over and over again how lucky I was. They said I was the first person ever to jump off the Eiffel Tower. At least the first one to do it legally.

 

Now standing on top of the tower, the car ride seemed ages ago. Now it was on for real! My mind was somewhere else as my legs flexed. The view was amazing. I could see to the end of the world. Then I jumped. The instant I became airborne, something felt wrong. Had I packed my chute right? Had I given myself enough time to think over this? The flickering wind was howling in my ears as I thought about the happening a few days ago.

 

I was back at home. I and Melissa were eating at “Vinci’s”, one of the finer restaurants in town. This very day three years ago, we became a couple. My hand was sliding into my pocket in search for the little box. She was sitting right in front of me. It was perfect.

“Gotta go to the men’s room”, I said. She just gave me a smile.

 

As I returned I faked a tumble. Instantly Melissa was on her knees to help me. I took the box out of my pocket and opened it. “Melissa, will you marry me?” I said. Her hazel eyes were filled with joy as she bent down and kissed me tenderly. “Of course I will”, she whispered.

 

As I was racing towards the pavement below, recalling that memory made me smile. It was going way faster now. Should I open my chute, or should I wait a little longer? I opened it realizing it was too late. I felt a twitch as the chute opened. I was too near the ground to make a safe landing. Slower, but still too fast. Suddenly everything became pitch black. Where I was or how long I had been lying there I didn’t know. All I could feel was a burning pain in my chest. It felt like my inside was on fire. “Am I dead?” I asked the light in front of me.

“Not yet”, the light replied with a voice as sweet as summer rain.

 

Five days ago I woke up during the night. Next to me was Melissa, still asleep. I went through the things I had packed for my Paris trip. I felt a silk soft hand on my shoulder. Melissa was looking down at me. “Something’s not right. I don’t know if I have packed the chute right”, I said. “Of course you have, I helped you, remember?” she said.

With a smile we went back to bed.

 

The asphalt felt soft and welcoming, almost like a bed. I was looking into Melissa’s deep, mysterious hazel eyes now. I could see her so clearly. Her figure was like a Greek goddess, perfect. A chilling breeze was surrounding us. We were the only people in the world. Totally captivated in each other I rose from the soft pavement. I had never felt so alive.

 

In shock I woke up. I was home. Next to me was Melissa, still asleep. My packed things were on the table. What? I got up from bed. Looking over my things, I felt a silk soft hand on my shoulder. “Something’s not right. Have I packed my chute right?” I said. I already knew the answer…


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Andrea
06.07.2006 17:49

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Oi! Den var kjempe bra! Sitter igjen helt forvirra her;P Du er kjempe flink i engelsk og til å skrive, hvilken klasse går du i?

Hanne
01.12.2006 19:11

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Hmm. Denne var blandt de beste jeg har lest her. Fin forflyttelse frem og tilbake i tid og åpen slutt. Nice.

Ashely Marickuria
05.10.2007 04:15

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Hei! den var ikke så bra da! Neutral :-| den var bare RÅ BRA!! denna stilen digget jeg!!
den var bare kjempe bra super duper!! du er kjempe go i engelsk å du skriver kjempe bra!
STÅ PÅ!! du MÅ skrive flere noveller azzå!!












05.02.2007 23:17

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Halla balla, jeg skrev den teksten i 10ende. går i første nå  Smile :-\)

Alison
17.04.2007 18:24

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Hei. Jeg er en engelsk lærer og jeg hadde ikke gitt deg en 6-er. Det var en bra stil, så jeg hadde faktisk gitt deg sterk 4

Hmm..
27.03.2007 18:24

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Du vet at 6-videoen til paris hilton, heter one night in Paris?
bare til ettertanke..

lol alison
31.05.2011 16:54

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lol alison du er bare så teit hvorfor trur du at vi skal tru på¨deg at du er en egnelsk lærer haha, en engelsk lærer snuser ikke rundt i daria .no lol

Ashely Marickuria
05.10.2007 04:16

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STERK 7-er fra meg azzå  Wink ;-\)

Kristine
30.05.2013 21:03

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Braaa! Skjønte ikke helt... Kan du/noen forklare?

Kiwi
06.05.2009 23:46

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Sykt bra stil! Jeg er ganske sjokket : o

Mira
22.11.2009 20:20

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Hei jeg er uenig i allison jeg synes du fortjente en 6-er!  Very Happy :-D stå på du klarer dette superrt!

Azzi
24.11.2009 20:46

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Rå bra stil, og så skrevet på tre timer! Utrolig...



26.04.2010 23:28

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Ikke verst, kjære bror.

Abba
01.02.2016 22:15

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6+👏🏼

Carlie
18.05.2017 11:38

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sykt bra


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