slide

once upon a time I used to love riding upon these kind of slides, we had an awesome slide park near where I grew up and every summer as kids we looked forward to going. One warm
morning we went to the park, we were one of the first there. I remember the screams of the other children, It wasn't the normal playful screams and as I looked forth into the exit pool I saw the tortured faces of fellow children and a pink murking around them. Evil revealed itself that day, because some time during the night a sick individual carefully places razor blades in the joins of the slide to greet the children in the morning. I need not say more. the park closed for some time after that incident.
it re opened a year later and i heard they ran sandbags down the slides before people though I never did return to the slide and a piece of joy was removed from me that day.