I WAS 13 YEARS OLD. MY FAMILY AND I SORTA TOOK AN EDUCATIONAL VACATION AND TRAVELED OUT WEST. ONE OF OUR STOPS WAS GLACIER MOUNTAIN STATE PARK IN MONTANA. WE DROVE TO THE VERY TIP ( AS FAR AS WE COULD) OF THE MT. SO HIGH, WE WERE IN VERY THICK CLOUDS. WE SAW A MT GOAT NEAR THE ROAD, AND STOPPED TO GET OUT AND SEE IT. AT THE SAME TIME, A MAN AND HIS WIFE ALSO STOPPED. THE GOAT STARTED TO WALK AWAY AND WE ALL FOLLOWED. THE MAN DECIDED TO TAKE A DIFFERENT ROUTE THAN EVERYONE ELSE. I FOLLOWED HIM. WE WALKED ,QUICKLY, AROUND A LARGE BUSH WHERE I ,ONCE ON THE OTHER SIDE, REALIZED WE WERE AT THE EDGE OF THE MT. (NO RAILINGS) I GLANCED OVER MY SHOULDER TO LOOK AT THE TINY, TINY ROAD BELOW AND SLIPPED ON SOME PEBBLES. I FELL BACK AND STARTED TO GO OVER THE EDGE WHEN THE MAN REACHED DOWN AND CAUGHT MY ARM. HE THEN PULLED ME UP, MADE SURE I WAS OK, AND CHEWED ME OUT FOR NOT BEING CAREFUL. HE WALKED AWAY, AND I NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO THANK HIM. THAT MAN IS MY HERO AND I HAVEN'T A CLUE AS TO WHO HE IS? How it changed my life:IT DIDN'T REALLY CHANGE MY LIFE. I STILL LOVE HEIGHTS AND STILL GET TOO CLOSE TO THE EDGE. I WISH I COULD FLY.
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