My brother was singing the "YMCA song" and it made me think of the one and only time I went to the YMCA.
I think I was about 8 or 9 years old, and everyone there was super rude. I was playing in the kids play room and I remember there was a slide that was tall and really dark on the inside. I was pretty sure that there was a giant spider waiting for me in it.
When I finally went down it I thought that it would never end and there were sharp turns that made me think that I was going to be killed and left for the spider. At last I could see light at the end of the slide. When I slid out I was hit in the face by a large foam (the foam was very hard) sword, being swung by a kid maybe 1 or 2 years older than me.
I believe that I started crying and then got made fun of by teenagers who were volunteering there. An adult came in the room and sent me outside for "upsetting the other kids", and the kid who hit me got away with it.
I think that I later snuck back in the room and hid behind a mirror.
"It's fun to be at the YMCA!" is a lie. That song is a lie.



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