We were playing laser tag around the church one night. I got the bright idea to climb on top of the church and snipe the boys from there. It was a great idea, until I was discovered, then I was a sitting duck. I was on the higher roof over the chapel and when I started getting hit, I instinctively started running the other direction. It was dark and I had no idea where the edge of the roof was. I suddenly stopped, realizing that I was running toward the edge. I went back to the peak, and immediately made my way down. If I went over, It would have been about a 30 foot fall. I would have been seriously injured or killed. I called all the boys together, told them what I had done, and made the roof of the church off limits forever. I honestly have no idea how close I got to the edge before I stopped.