Extend the Story - Add a Room

So u decide to sit on the grody, bird poop infested swing. You sit with a splat, as your ripped skinny jeans get a nice amout of bird poop on them. You ignore the fact that you are sitting in feces and continue to swing freely. Oh, how you wish you were young again. (You're 17, if ya didnt know). You want to jump off, but then you remember those horrid memores of 5th grade....oh the horror. You were going high....VERY high...and very fast. You're all "Oh lemme jump off near this big oak tree!" As your stupid little 5th grade self, you jump...and as you fall to the ground that split second you had to think, you think "Mom is gonna ki-" SPLAT. You broke an arm, and 3 ribs. *shiver* Should you jump, or not?

Heck no! You wanna keep some healthy ribs for yourself.