Waterslide

I walk up the long dreary stairs, shaking and trembling,

With every step I take, I feel so alone,

I feel jumpy but unable to move,

I want to turn back, but suddenly a nudge from my back makes me step up to the plate,

I place my feet in this cold, shallow, source of water.

Immediately, I get shrills and goose bumps rushing through my weary body,

Out of anxiety, I look to my left… and then to my right,

I see a man in the distance giving me the okay to jump.

The man isn’t wearing a shirt and holds a big red tube and a whistle.

Then I look to the man who gave me a nudge as he begins to tell me, “Everything will be alright.”

Next, I jump!

My hands begin to come to a mighty, fierce, and vigorous grip clenching my very skin,

Again I feel the water carrying me down a dark, scary, closed in tube,

I close my eyes and am unable to open them-yet, I want to see what is going to happen.

All of a sudden, the water comes to an alarming halt making me unable to move, unable to breath,

A nudge comes again pulling me quickly out of a large source of water nearly 5ft. deep

The water is not only big, but wet, damp, and heavy.

As soon as I got out of the water, I began to ponder,

Then I felt astonished at the fact that I was scared at all,

I felt embarrassed how timid I was in line,

And now, it’s time for round two; just this time, it will be different.