The Little Girl at Ocean Park

I'm scared of heights. I had always dreamt of falling down the stairs as a child. I could not go down the stairs without holding onto the handrail or grabbing onto someone. When there's nothing to hold onto, I would bend my body forward like an old lady. I remember one time when I had to climb the wide stairs that lead to a certain Chinese temple. My family was ahead of me. I was so scared that I hunched over the steps and my hands had almost touched the ground. I saw some tourists looking at me curiously.