Fiction: The Water Slide by Chris Kok
Photo Source: Pixabay I stand at the mouth of the water slide, my hands gripping the rim. Beads of sweat drip from my skin. Some of it’s the heat, but mostly it’s fear. My friends are behind me, egging me on. I have waited so long for this birthday. Now it’s here, I wish I’d picked laser tag. Raging Nature is the state’s sickest indoor water park. When my mom dropped us off, the first thing my friends and I did was go stand in line for the Tube of Terror. We’re way too young and far too...