We planned a surprise visit for an old friend, but honestly, it was so last-minute that I wouldn't even call it a plan. The main reason for going out was to buy some repair items in a nearby town, but since we were already close to her place, we thought, why not stop by? When we got there, she was really happy to see us, and we spent about an hour and a half catching up before finally wishing her well and heading back.
Instead of taking a bus home, we decided to walk just for the fun of it. The night breeze was cool, and we were in high spirits, talking and laughing along the way. After a while, we came across some blockades on the road - nothing too serious, just high enough for a short jump. My two friends went ahead and leaped over them effortlessly, then turned to me, urging me to do the same.
I stared at the blockade for a few seconds, trying to judge the height and figure out the best way to jump over. Finally, I gathered my courage and took the leap, but it didn’t go as planned. I lost my balance mid-air and tripped, landing straight on the road. Thankfully, it was nighttime, so there weren’t many people around to witness my embarrassing fall. My friends burst into laughter, but I just dusted myself off and laughed along with them.
Determined not to let fear hold me back, I promised myself that I wouldn’t hesitate next time. When we reached another blockade, I focused all my energy and took a powerful jump. This time, I landed perfectly on the other side. I had regained my honor, at least in my own eyes.
The rest of the walk was filled with jokes about my failed attempt and how I "redeemed" myself. Even though I fell, I was glad I tried again.