Meghan vs. 40 foot cliff

On Labor Day weekend my family and I drove 8 hours to a creepy little town in Arkansas, don't get me wrong it was beautiful but very creepy.  We were supposed to be "camping" but my sisters are way too high maintenance, so I called it glampling. We spent most of the four days on a boat or jet skiing so I didn't complain until my brother saw a 40 foot cliff and an opportunity for a challenge, me being the competitive person that I am decided I would try to climb it, I tried and failed miserably. luckily there was a easier alternative that was kind of like a path that lead to the top. I'm the baby of 7 kids, I had to prove something or I would seem lame. I got to the top of the cliff and thought I was soooo ready but I took a glance over the edge and my fear of heights went into high gear. I could hear my family in the water yelling "come on meg!! You got it" but the encouraging words weren't enough. After about 20 minutes of standing at the top looking over the edge in complete terror my sister becca came up and decided to jump with me, she jumped but I wouldn't. My brother came up and said "you won't do it just go back down" the second after he said those words I jumped.  My stomach flipped but as soon as I hit the water I couldn't stop smiling, or shaking. I couldn't stop talking about it,the moment was so frightening yet amazing at the same time.. I'm still not over my fear of heights but it was worth it