Cannon: A Short Story

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Cannon I'm in line with fear running all around my body, each step feeling like a year. I know whats at top. A ride where there's only two ways out. The ride or the walk of shame. The stairs feel wet and slippery from the leaking of the slide. Im so high up that I'm shivering. I can see the slide from where I'm in line now, and all I see is people enter the slide and then they're gone, if I were to chicken out now I wouldn't be the first. Many people walked back down the stairs but I know I won't be one of them. Looking at it, this slide makes all others look like absolutely nothing. Im now right next to the slide and it looks so frightening that I almost run down the stairs, but I don't. Now, it's my turn, and all that's left is for

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