Elastic

When I finally grab the rubber band, I want to see how far it could stretch. I don't want to break it, so I'm very cautious. I'm curious. I stretch it between my index finger and thumb and slap it against my wrists. Ouch. I kinda like it. Harder. I'm getting chills. Harder. The adrenaline on full throttle makes me lose my sense of touch. I stop. Where is the pain? I smell pink. Bumps. I hear bumps. I kinda like it. I roll the rubber band onto my wrist. A sudden gasp of breath sneaks in. I breathe.... 

Delfino Espino