Sensory Writing

I was feeling anxious to find out what we were going to touch and scared at the same time. I was shaking in fear that Diana was plotting to burn our fingers off. I was as shaky as a raddle snakes tale. It was a relief to realize that she wasn't as evil as a bad guy in a movie. When I reached my hand in to the vase i got chills. It was as cold as ice. It was as slimy as a snail. It felt as if i was reaching into a jar f hair gel but instead of beardly putting my hand in to get some i stuck it in all the way. It stuck to my hand. It didn't feel sticky though. It was just stuck to my hand like if it were a part of me. It was the weirdest thing I've felt in my life.