Back flip
From Create Your Own Story
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| - | + | The afternoon sun glints off the chlorinated water as you pivot, feeling the rough concrete beneath your bare feet. The shouts from the guys —"Do it, Jake!"—echo against the pool tiles as you square your shoulders toward the deep end. Your heartbeat thrums in your ears as you inhale sharply, the scent of sunscreen mixing with chlorine. | |
| - | + | You crouch, muscles coiled, then explode backward off the edge—legs tucked, spine arching into the flip. But the world tilts wrong. A split-second miscalculation. The pool's edge rushes up, unforgiving. | |
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| - | + | CRACK. | |
| - | + | A white-hot burst behind your eyes. The screams—Stacy's shrill, her brothers' deeper—sound distant as your vision tunnels. Water sloshes crimson around you. Someone's shouting for a phone, for help, but the words blur. Your limbs won't respond. The last thing you register is the sting of water in your nostrils before darkness swallows everything. | |
| - | You | + | You die. |
| - | + | The end | |
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| + | [[ category: gay adventures]] | ||
Current revision as of 01:54, 2 February 2026
The afternoon sun glints off the chlorinated water as you pivot, feeling the rough concrete beneath your bare feet. The shouts from the guys —"Do it, Jake!"—echo against the pool tiles as you square your shoulders toward the deep end. Your heartbeat thrums in your ears as you inhale sharply, the scent of sunscreen mixing with chlorine.
You crouch, muscles coiled, then explode backward off the edge—legs tucked, spine arching into the flip. But the world tilts wrong. A split-second miscalculation. The pool's edge rushes up, unforgiving.
CRACK.
A white-hot burst behind your eyes. The screams—Stacy's shrill, her brothers' deeper—sound distant as your vision tunnels. Water sloshes crimson around you. Someone's shouting for a phone, for help, but the words blur. Your limbs won't respond. The last thing you register is the sting of water in your nostrils before darkness swallows everything.
You die.
The end
