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Track 3

About two yeas ago in summer my dad, Dylan, and I went to Fort Lauderdale in the state of Florida. There are a lot of beaches there and the weather there in the summer can get extremely hot. We had been determined to do a specific event while we were at Florida. We had made the decision to go parasailing out in the ocean! If you have not heard of parasailing it is when you are attached to a rope on a boat and then you are lifted up in to the air by a very large parachute about 1000 feet in the air. We had paid for the ride and the boat we were supposed to go on took a long time to get to the area where we were taking off. When we had arrived there the water was extremely wavy and the clouds were dark. All this did was add more fear to us. It took no time for us to get attached and in an instant we were being brought up in the air. About 50 feet up I had asked my dad, "Is this as high as we are going?" I asked praying he would say yes. "No, I think we got about 900 feet to go." He responded. When we finally got up to the highest we were going and every thing became some what peaceful. A perfect song at that time would of been "I believe I can Fly." Because I thought that I was flying without any help for a moment.

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