• Don't look down! Don't look down! I kept reminding myself. Eliza and I were climbing up a fir tree in the town square. "Come on!" Eliza yelled at me. She was perched on the top of the tree looking towards the ocean. "Tiffany, I know your scared of heights but you've gotta see this view!" She yelled at me again. "Eliza, should we really be doing this?" I yelled back at her. "It's fine!" she replied. "Don't you want to see the titanic set off?" She yelled at me. "Yes but..." I said. "Make up your mind." she said. I started to climb up. My fingers started to slip, but Eliza stopped them. "I got you." she said calmly. Suddenly I heard a snap. I braced myself to plummet towards my death, but I was wrong. It wasn't my branch that snapped. It was Eliza's.