A little voice inside my brain yelled "don't do it, don't do it, don't do it. I was watching a man who was just about to get onto a unicycle witch was about a memter tall and juggle knives while he was on it. "don't do it" my brain shouted again. He got on the unicycle, got balenced, and started juggling the knives. After he was sure he was balenced he said "now I will do the under-the-leg-trick with one of the knives". again My brain shouted "don't do it" and I whispered "don't do it." I forced myself to watch as he lifted one leg off the unicycle, threw a knife under, and caught it! I was so relived. My brain relaxed. (It has been shouting the whole time.) What if he had stabbed himself? My brain said, "that was really dareing." Then my brain said one last thing "don't do it ever again". Then my brain quieted.