Dancing with the devil

There was something about rafting, the water capturing your body, overwhelming you with one of nature's best creations Just thinking about it gave me goose bumps and chills down my spine, however, I have heard about all the fun they brag about over the years. I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass. Everyone was reminiscing about the previous years. Friends scaring you with stories of people who fell into the river are the last thing you would want to hear when your heart is in your throat but the instructor gave me confidence. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to go camping or rafting. My heart was pounding so hard that it could pop out of my chest as the instructor shouts ready and raft. The water was lashing us all over throwing us up and down and splashing all over us. It was amazing despite the fact I was literally holding for dear life it was superb. I was shaking with excitement, the adrenalin surging through my body and also for the mere fact that I made it. This is what you call conquering your fears.