my parents told me i could go play in the shallow pool that led to a fairly long lazy river that surrounded the entire waterpark. i was pretty young at the time and i probably knew that the lazy river wasnt included in the area my dad said was fine for me to go in while the rest of the adults sorted out the locker situation, but i dragged my sister along anyways. im not even sure if we took a floaty tube? youre supposed to use those, by the way. they hate when you dont, n i especially shoudlve considering i was probably in early elementary and my sister was 2 years younger at the time. i dont remember having fun on the ride either- i think i knew i was going to be in trouble when we got back. and we did get in trouble. i remember having to stand in a dark corner in the locker area with the weird, gross water that everyone had been tracking all over the place pooled on top of this weird brown clay shit they made the floor with. i think i begged for them not to be mad at my sister, since it wasn't her fault that i had disobeyed my dad's instructions. she still got in trouble anyways. afterwards, he let us out and i think he probably gave us both hugs since he always used to do that after yelling at us, something to say he still loved his kids even though they fucked up. i felt guilty though. i still feel guilty about it. something horrible couldve happened to the two of us.