I glide onto the water slide and zip around the sharp corners. Reaching the lake, the bitter water engulfs me like an old wrinkly octopus. My fingers, wrinkled and damp, felt like a scaly fish.
Clambering onto the water trampoline, everyone bounced like baby kangaroos on a sunny day. Children ran from side to side to make others fall off, eventually they drop like flies. Jumping into the murky water wondering what my feet will discover.-Zeta