Pool Death
I'm going to warn you before you read this you might want to get some imagination in you. Three words, flip, trampoline, and pool. It did not turn out well. I was with 3 of my friends Mark, Max, and Jack. Mark teaches me all things and he loves to make stuff out of junk. Jack loves sports and camping, he always beats me in basketball. Max is just an easy going nice kid that loves video games.
It was about 1:00 in the afternoon, and we were all at my old house with a pool and trampoline. Max, Jack, Mark, and I just finished our snack and didn’t know what to do next. Jack then had a great idea.
“Hey guys how about we go jump on the trampoline.” Jack suggested.
“Thats a great idea, lets go.” I replied.
We all then went to jump onto the trampoline. At first we were doing some pretty cool tricks such as flips and 360s. We then agreed to see who can jump the highest. First Mark jumped about 3 feet off the net. Second Max jumped a bit higher, and then Jack jumped super high because of his basketball skills.
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“I think I will Jack, watch this.” I said challenging him.
I got ready for for the super bounce, I jumped and bam! I jumped so high I got out of the trampoline and into the into the ice cold pool of water. The pain I was experiencing was the worst pain I had felt in years. It was like falling right on concret. I then got out of the pool as fast as I could. This was the 8th time in my life that I cried. I got right out of the pool as fast as I could and collapsed on the ground. I was lucky enough to have good friends who gave me an ice pack.
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