‘I’m trying to hold on,’ he shouted while hanging on to the side of the steep cliff.

He had tripped on a rock that was protruding out from the ground. 

He was walking along the top of a rocky cliff when he tripped and flew forwards landing on the edge. He had grabbed onto a knobbly root that jutted out amongst the rocks. 

He was desperately trying to scramble back up by using his feet, but the loose rocks kept crumbling away. 

I started to panic as I wanted to help, but didn’t want to be pulled over as well.

RYAN – YEAR 8