“Julia you can’t do that.” He lay a hand on my shoulder. “Why not?” Adrenaline surged through my body as I gazed at the carcasses below.

Black and burnt, they scattered below, delving into an empty, bottomless pit. The sun sparkled beyond the horizon, its hands reaching up to pull down a pink shade, as I stood on the edge, the wind rattling through my hair, heart ready to jump out of my chest.

“Why not?” I said, a little louder to the crevasse, than myself. He rolled a rock under his feet, inching closer. “Because…,” He fell silent.

“Go on. Tell me.”

“Because you’re a girl.”

Because you’re a girl. The words were like a bullet to my chest. Because you’re a girl. I shook my head, trying to get the words out and focus on jumping. Okay, Julie. Just focus, not too much pressure, a slight bounce. I started to gain momentum. “Julie,” I heard him say. But before he could continue, I was already soaring through the air, falling like an asteroid from the sky. “Because I’m a girl,” I whispered. But he couldn’t hear me. Because he was too far away to care.

Overview: I wrote this for my school newsletter. The topic was “Being a woman” and when I started writing this, the fist thing I thought of was how woman are degraded because of their physique. Several in the society don’t realize that when they say, “she can’t do it because she’s a girl”, that every person is different. Yes, maybe some girls are delicate, but have they ever considered that men can be frail and thin too? That they can be equally weak (for different reasons)? That a woman can be stronger than she seems? Everyday, we meet the unexpected and lately, I’ve been the unexpected in so many lives and I decided to bring it up in this story too. I know I haven’t posted in a while and I’ve really missed blogging, but I’ll try and post more often. Hope you liked it!