@LaurakBuzz for the writing prompt
“50% of the world’s population has the ability to fly, The only way to find out is to jump from a height that will surely kill you”.
I watch them soar. Those brave souls who risked everything.
I watched with envy.
I watched with fear.
I watched with shame.
Ten years ago humanity discovered it could fly.
Well half of us had the potential to at least.
Jump from a height that will surely kill you and there was a 50% chance you would be able to pull up by your own power before you hit the ground.
I yearned to fly but I was too afraid.
There were no tricks to be done. No way to bend the odds in your favour.
If you jumped with a rescue plan it wouldn’t work.
The mind had to be convinced that flight was the only escape.
For ten years every test had been done, every loophole tried.
I was 20 when the first flyer appeared.
I watched friends kill themselves.
I watched loved ones pierce the heavens.
I watched governments try to stop the jumping
I watched them employ those who lived.
I watch the edge of the cliff.
I watch it every day.
I watch knowing I will never jump.