[ RF ] Let 's stop for a moment with all of those `` paranormal '' scary stories . Write a terrifying piece that could really and plausibly happen to anyone .

My friend had always wanted to bungee jump, and today was the day he was going to do it. 
 
 We had somehow gone unnoticed and made our way on top of the building. He was prepared with all the equipment: Bungee Cord, Helmet, Harness, and a Carabiner. 
 
 I was n't ready at all, and I kept on trying to discourage him from doing it. 
 
 `` There is no way in hell we are not going to be caught by the cops,'' I stated. 
 
 He did n't even think for a second with his response: `` That makes it more fun.'' 
 
 I could n't really do anything, considering I would never know how much fun it is. He was the adrenaline junkie, I filmed his incredible stunts for his YouTube channel. 
 
 We went to the edge. I was sure we were about 15 stories high. 
 
 With a rather nervous tone and a worrying look in my face, I asked: `` Are you positive you want to do this shit?'' 
 
 `` Absolutely! Whatever it takes to get views! ``, he replied, looking much more relaxed than me. 
 
 We had both measured the rope, done our math, and did a couple of tests. Nothing was going to go wrong unless we had somehow messed up with our calculations. 
 
 With everything set up ( the rope, harness, hook, and helmet ), he approached the edge, turned around, and asked if I had tied the rope yet. I looked at the rope. it wasn; t even connected. I quickly told him not to jump, and I made my way over to tie it up. Once he had settled in, I told him I had finished, and made my way over to the camera, and after some setting up, I started recording, and gave him the thumbs up, as he started his intro to the video. 
 
 `` Hi, I'm AdrenalineJunkie905, and this is the bungee jump challenge! I'm about to jump off this ledge and pull off some wicked bounces! Let's do this!'' 
 
 He turned around to look at the ground below, then turned to me. I was extremely worried, but I still gave him the go ahead to jump. I knew I was probably going to regret it, but it was too late to turn back now. We had already broken into the building and onto the roof, it was worth nothing to turn away now. 
 
 He asked for a countdown from ten to one. I obliged. `` Okay... ten....''. 
 
 I had to think this through. Was he really going to jump? Was he that much of a wussy? 
 
 `` Nine...'' He would n't. He's jumped off a building before, but it was only off his own house and he landed on his trampoline. 
 
 `` Eight...'' He's such a pussy. He would n't dare. 
 
 `` Seven...'' But would he? 
 
 `` Six...'' Maybe he will. He's brave enough. He's donated blood. He stood next to a crocodile at a zoo just for a selfie. He ate a ghost pepper before and did n't even cry. 
 
 `` Five...'' I still hope he does n't jump. He'd be an idiot if he did. 
 
 `` Four...'' Welp, it's too late to turn back now. I'm more than halfway through. 
 
 `` Three...'' This jump will change both of our lives forever. We might become YouTube stars. We might be featured on the news. We might become celebrities. 
 
 `` Two...'' This is it. He's really gon na jump. 
 
 `` One! GO!'' 
 
 And he did. He fell face first and it almost seemed surreal as to how calm he was. He did n't even scream at all. 
 
 I then heard a thump. I knew exactly what happened. But I did n't bother to look. I already knew that would happen, and knew that it was n't worth it to have a peek at him. 
 
 It almost seemed too easy. I suggested we go bungee jumping, showed some stupid articles of people jumping off buildings, and give him the idea that we can become stars one day by doing something crazy. 
 
 I knew that by telling him I tied the rope to the hook when we started, he would easily believe me. He was so gullible and believed anything I told him. What an idiot. 
 
 Knowing I could n't stay for long, I carefully cleaned up the rooftop of any suspicious items and left via the emergency exit through the back, just like I planned so. Of course, he would have never known I was going to kill him, so planning my escape was just a bit easier. I mean, he was such a lucky asshole. He was privileged, I was poor, and the only I stuck along was just to get rid of the bastard who always did fun stuff that I was never able to do. Call me jeolous, but I envied him so much, I knew I had to ger rid of him. 
 
 I got in my truck, making sure that I did n't seem suspicious at all in order not to be singled out by the cops or FBI or whoever reviews those shitty CCTV camera footage. The lights were off near his body, and I made sure to make it seem as if I never knew there was a dead person right next to my truck. 
 
 As I left the scene of the crime, driving past his lifeless body squirming on the ground, I thought to myself: `` Man, I'm good at murder. ``, as I headed home to upload the footage to his channel, which was growing rapidly in views and subscribers. 
 
 That's what we always did after we did something like that. 
 
 You know, when we were friends. 
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 First horror story. Im sorry in advance if it either gave you actual cancer or if it doesnt seem too realistic, which bassically means it doesnt follow the rules of this post. At least i tried. Anyway, thanks for reading. 
 
 -ArizonaCoyotesFan
