I was around 13, and a family friend took me and a sibling whitewater rafting. We were useless at it, but we enjoyed the view and getting splashed a bit. Then we got stranded on a rock at the top of a rapids while the other rafts went ahead of us. Being clueless, me and my sibling thought that this was the end, we were going to get crushed against some boulders, turned to goo, and our mangled remains would be bear food. We cried, hugged each other, and said our final goodbyes. In reality, the adults needed a minute to think, as our raft had to go through an alternate route. There was a drop between rocks but in we were in no danger whatsoever.
I was around 13, and a family friend took me and a sibling whitewater rafting. We were useless at it, but we enjoyed the view and getting splashed a bit. Then we got stranded on a rock at the top of a rapids while the other rafts went ahead of us. Being clueless, me and my sibling thought that this was the end, we were going to get crushed against some boulders, turned to goo, and our mangled remains would be bear food. We cried, hugged each other, and said our final goodbyes. In reality, the adults needed a minute to think, as our raft had to go through an alternate route. There was a drop between rocks but in we were in no danger whatsoever.