I sat beside them
It was the most dangerous ride
My heart was beating fast
Their faces were fearless
They sat casually
Like it means nothing
With every swing I felt the thrill
It was as if I was on the verge of life
Death was right next to me
Smiling
They were still not afraid
What\’s the point of riding then?
Just trying something new?
It is really sad though
Fear is sometimes the reason to live
I didn\’t fear the rides
I feared dying
I feared not living.
