Hi, my name is Sam Avem. I'm a semi-otaku, and I usually spend my time playing online games, reading manga or hanging out with some of my friends. My parents practically begged me to get out of the house for a bit and do anything involving physical activity. They even said they would pay for it. Well, I've never been one to refuse free stuff, so I decided to go to a popular spot near my area and paid for a cheap hang gliding session. 

   I've always wanted to go hang gliding, but I've never had the money, thanks dad. The instructor told me to make sure the tip of the hang glider didn't go too far down and just to run down the mound in front of me, and to slowly lift my feet off the ground. I made my first mistake when I was about to jump and also discovered a fear I never knew I had. I looked down and I was terrified of the height. The thought of crashing, the wind blowing against my face, and the distance I had to travel made me sweat, and my legs shaky. I nearly collapsed on the ground. I was about to ask to stop and to just go home, but the instructor pushed me.

   No warning, he just pushed me and the momentum in the push was enough for me to run down the mound and lift my legs off the ground. The wind was in charge now. My first thought was "when this is over, I am going to deck him in the schnauz." My second thought was "ajkanduaifshjauijsknfajkfhajdhkhsfkahfajksdfhajklfajkhjasfkhasjdfkasdhfkaaaaa." The wind caught the hang glider a second later after the second to last "a" and for a moment everything was bliss. It was near noon so it wasn't a sunset in the background or anything like that, but it was kind of serene, like nothing in the world could hold me down.

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

   Then the wind hit, and I don't mean a breeze that could maybe move a toy wagon a couple feet, I mean a wind that could topple over your plastic toy house over on it's side. It knocked me over so I was diagonal in the air, so I tried to push down on the bar to balance me out, but I pushed to hard and started to spin. The height aswell as my weak stomach had just about made me lose my senses. I closed my eyes, trying not to wet my pants, then I noticed that I was increasing speed and opened my eyes to see the ground. The next thing I know, I'm in a warm, wet, dark and small space, like it's too small for me to fit in. I try to move around and then hear a cracking sound, then my small space filled with light.