I went tubing with my cousin Beatrice. We went on a flat tube like in the picture. Tubing is one of those things that no matter how manny times you so it, it is still nerve racking getting on that tube. My dad told us to jump in the water and to get on. We both struggled getting on the tube laughing and crying  even though the boat hadn’t even started. Once it did start we felt our bodies lift off the tube then slam back on. We were both screaming on the top of our lungs hoping we would get off the wake and then at the same time wanting to stay on the wake. As the boat made a sharp turn our tube whipped itself around and off the wake. Beatrice was now up side down on top of me holding on to my shoulders as if it was the end of the world. I let go plunging in to the water. Once the boat came around Beatrice said “i had a really soft landing.” But I was thinking to myself, thats because you were on me.