Imagine you are a circus performer that is about from a cannon.Describe the scene up to the fuse being lit and how you are feeling.
Every time, before every performance, it is the same gut wrenching feeling. Scared that something will go wrong, although I know it won’t. I see the signal that it is time to get into the cannon. I am bouncing nervously on my feet as I walk over. A few people pick me up and put me in the cannon after I curl up into a ball, like I have been taught. I hear the match getting lit and my stomach drops. “Why do I do this?” I ask myself silently like I do before every time. The next thing I know I am flying through the air. I straighten out, extending my arms and legs so I am a straight line. “This is why” I remind myself. Those precious, few seconds I am flying through the air, nothing seems to matter. All my problems disappear. It is the best feeling in the world. It makes all the nerves worth it. I am snapped out of my happiness as I land on the mat curling back into a ball and rolling. I roll to my feet and the audience applaudes. I smile, glad to know there is another performance in a few hours, when I will get to do this again. I look forward to those few seconds of absolute bliss.