4 November 2012
You know when you watch people, a group of people, and then you get scared for them? Or you want to shout out to them or ask them if they are okay? Only me?
"You're scared" She told me. Naw! Really? How did she know that? "Your ears go red when you're nervous or scared, I notice it when you act" Hmm, maybe she's more observant than I thought but to be truthful, I was scared. I was terrified.
It was pretty though. Lights around the square, a tree in the middle lit up perfectly and trees around lit up. And the ice? Sparkling from all the light, despite it being dark out.
"Do we have to do this?" I asked. We did, I knew that. We had paid for it after all and I wasn't about to back down. I wasn't like that. You could call me stubborn I guess...
Stories? Yep, I'd heard loads. People getting their fingers sliced off, "tuck your fingers in, you idiot!" Someone falling and splitting their arm open. Another person breaking their leg. Someone falling onto their back, going to the hospital and having problems with it for about a year and a half. So to say I was scared before I started was a bit of an understatement.
But you know what? I enjoyed it. Going with my best friend to an ice rink outside the natural history museum was an experience I'll never forget and do you know what I'm pleased with most? First time and I didn't fall over once. Hell yeah!
"Let's go again next year!" "You are joking right?" And you know what? She wasn't ...
Scared? • Opuss № I