Based on a true story. Someone called Greg supposedly died this way in 1992. Sad.

  In the middle of the Grand Canyon.

  “Please go a little more to the left…”

  “Haha, yes… it will be a cool photo.”

  “It will get many likes on my Instagrim. ‘Cause of your face!”

  But they don’t know what I got in mind for them!

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  “Just a little more…”

  Suddenly, pretending I accidentally fell off the cliff, I jumped down on a part not within their sight.

  “HEY!”

  “HE FELL!”

  “MY GOD....?!”

  Thinking my prank was a success, I was prepared to come out by pulling myself up.

  But my left foot slipped.

  And I did as well.

  Two meters.

  And then all the way down.

  “He’s falling! OH MY! JOHN!”

  In the beginning I was somehow not getting it, but when I heard their voices it struck me how this will end.

  It surprised me how calm I was.

  The first thing I had on my mind was that I don’t have the high ground. Like Anakin in a certain Star Wars movie in a duel versus Obi-Wan.

  And the last one was a thought about all the people and things I love.