Sandpit Trap

You challenged me to take on quicksand, so when I jogged past the dark playground, that giant open sandpit called my name. I took a flying leap right off the wooden border beam and plunged feet-first into the deep, loose pit. Whoosh! Zero traction down there. My red sneakers sank instantly past the buckles, dragging me down until the fine grains crept right up to my waist. Total halt! But getting stuck isn't my style. I planted both gloved hands flat against the loose sand, pumped my legs, and scrambled up onto a buried blue plastic sand rake to kick myself totally free.