All my mind could think of when I jumped in was a humongous and ferocious great white shark waiting for me in the murky water. I got out of the water and all my buddies came over and were yelling at me and pointing at my leg. A sense of fear came over my body as I looked down at my leg. There was a vertical gash in the middle of my right leg. I don’t remember slashing my leg anywhere and it definitely was fresh because there was blood streaming down my leg. I guess I never felt it because of all the adrenaline running through my body from jumping. I figured that I definitely got the cut in the water or running up the ladder. Neither of those were good because neither were very clean. On the flip side, it was fun but, we never got 20 bucks. Although to make up for it coach bought us all ice cream at