They are standing next to the wall. They have done so many crazy things together. But this time is not like any other. Xavi is sitting on the curb away from others. He hasn’t spoken since last time they were standing at the same point.
It was 37 days ago. Xavi said he wanted to practice on his jumping. He said he would jump one meter higher than what he could.
They said it is not possible. No one can do that. They ridiculed him that he cannot even jump 20cm higher. Xavi said, “I will be back the first day of summer, at noon.”
They asked how they could know he is improved. But, he was already waking away.
Xavi hasn’t talked since then.
It is now 11:53, they look at each other and frequently turn an eye toward Xavi. He is so calm, he keeps his head up and looks directly to the sun.
They know he is not like anybody else, but they still do not believe he can make it.
It is now 11:59, Xavi stands up, walk toward the wall, stares at his friends’ eyes one by one. Then he keeps his eyes fixed at sun, gets a deep breath, bends on his knees and jump up. They are shocked, he goes higher and higher. He is FALLING UP.
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...I believe I can fly
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This was a complete short story, very well written! Very nice idea! It can be a little longer. And I think the subject is not as strong as the story.
I really liked it! Good one!
I liked your idea, but I would like to know more about the characters, I agree with Leili, this is more like a plot for a longer story
Nice idea!
I used to believe that if somebody really wants to do something, (s)he can do things that are thought to be impossible.
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