It was a Friday night, after a long drive in traffic after school. I had enough time to help tidy up the kitchen, finished up my chores and had a warm shower. "HMMMMMM".

Then, the last thing I remembered, was I jumped into my bed. 

"Where am I?

Mom, Dad, Manuel!! Where is everyone? Oh, I'm alone!"

Suddenly!

"Well, I am on a 601 feet cliff, and I'm going to experience more!!"

"Wow!, a beautiful place on Earth. I can see the World in a better view."

"I feel thirsty. I can see a beautiful river down the cliff. If only I could climb down. But How? I need gripping shoes with friction to hold firm to the cliff. But my shoes aren't right for this." 

"Hmm, let me give this a try. The Israel I know, wouldn't give up easily!"

"1, 2, 3, MUMMY! Am I alive? WHOOH! That was a great slip. I won't put my life in jeopardy!"

"OH my Goodness, I'm here all alone and very thirsty. How do I get down from here. Somebody , anybody, please help! Certainly, there is no one here but my echo and I.  

There must be another way to do this. I will not give up now.

As I sat quietly, pondering over the situation, I saw something at a distance. It was a rope, a very long one. I quickly tired it around a pointed but very firm part close to the edge, held on fast to the rope and gently started my way down.

I kept pushing my tired body slowly and gently down the cliff. Finally , after two hours, I made it down. "Yes!, I did it, I am a warrior!"

    Sincerely, I was exhausted, weak and dehydrated. But I must get to the water.