There are three people in the queue. I am number three. I look up and see a woman jump. She falls and then bounces back up. She is shouting all the way down and all the way up. I am scared but I am going to do it. At school my friends think I am a coward. They call me a chicken because I don't like to fight. I am not a chicken. I just think that fighting is stupid. I will show them.