Ecstasy-Personal Narrative

I remember being hot. So terribly hot. Then I opened my eyes to realize I was floating in what seemed to be a river, sitting in some sort of inner tube. It seemed to be like a Lazy River at an amusement park, moving with such a current that all you could do was float along. However, I soon realized that this was not a lazy river. It was a real river, in the middle of what seemed to be a rainforest. I could hear the screeching of the birds and the howling of the monkeys around me, as I moved into what seemed to be a more rapid section of the river. The water began sloshing outside of the banks as the river began to narrow and narrow. The trees surrounding the river now covered the sky, and I could see the monkeys swinging in the trees and the birds flying overhead. I was too busy looking up to realize in front of me the river was dropping, and dropping fast. By the time I looked down, it was too late to save myself from the drop-off that was in front of me. And then I heard a loud siren, and I looked around and it was a bird. Every time it opened it’s mouth, instead of a chirp

It was all happening so quickly, and I remembered how hot I was, with the humidity making me sweat as if I had just ran a marathon, and the siren getting louder and louder, and the sound of the rushing water becoming louder and louder and the water rushing faster until suddenly, I fell and began cascading