Being Terminal: A Fictional Narrative

Disney World—the greatest place on earth. A place that anyone of age can have fun. According to the official webpage of Disney World, “the unforgettable happens [t]here”. Along with the opinions of many kids, teens, and adults, I agree that it is the greatest place on earth. The magical story book setting brings back the childhood nostalgia every American has felt in their life at least one time. However America is the only country to preserve the innocence from our childhood. But why? Why does America try so hard to protect our childhood innocence from the harsher reality?

The peculiar setting of this unlikely family affair reminds the reader that the events are the result of the writer's "wild" imagination yet the theme park exists in the real world, leaving the reader as trapped between reality and fantasy. Using the “Happiest Place on Earth,” Disneyland, as a

I’m in Disney World, Orlando Florida. I’m dressed as Cinderella. Everyone smiles down at me in a fond gaze. My dad’s eyes twinkle as he holds my hand and my mother smiles brightly when she takes my picture on the Polaroid. I’m fuming. What I aspired wanted to be was Jack Sparrow. “How on earth,” I thought, “am I supposed to do anything cool in this ridiculously tight blue dress?” Nothing. Absolutely nothing. We step onto the Disney Rail Road. There were a few people in our section. I thought nothing of it as I looked out the window as the world bullets past me. Breathing on the window I doodled away in the fog, bored and restless. I don’t like sitting and doing nothing. It makes me feel guilty because I could be doing so many more things

I watched Emily run through the rain like it was the best thing that ever happened to her. She loved it. I however did not. Coming to get me I guessed as I heard her bound up the stairs. ¨I know you hate the rain hollie but you should come out.” She said. I was nine at the time and afraid of a lot of things. ¨No! I don't like the rain and I never will.” She then proceeded to pull me over her shoulders and carry me outside into the storm. Within a minute my flaming red curly hair was dark maroon wet and straight. ¨How do you know you won't like it if you won't even step of the steps when it does.¨ I cautiously stepped of the stem into the dirt at the bottom of the stone steps and felt the mud squish between my toes. It felt funny but I like it. I smelt the rain and looked around at the wet grass with the water on it. It was alluring. But before I could touch it I felt coldness all around me and looked up to see my sister with a bucket. We played outside for what felt like hours till Father came to get us. Then I loved the rain and every storm no matter what time it was my sister and I would go outside and play in the

All around there were children with bright smiles full of excitement and tugging at their parents’ shirts saying, “Let’s go see that!” This place is the most magical place on earth: Disney World in Orlando, Florida. The days were scorching hot, but it often rained so, I could get the cooling sensation of rain washing the sweat off my body. Disney World consists of four parks, but the best is by far the one known as the Magic Kingdom. It made me feel as if I am royalty. When I first walked into the Magic Kingdom, there was a walk way called Main Street, U.S.A. I saw a barber shop, a theater, clothing shops containing Mickey Mouse attire, and art galleries filled with aesthetic art. The Hall of Presidents was located in the theatre. It had realistic wax figures of every President sitting on a stage all together with a short show depicting events that happened during some of the Presidents’ lifetime. While taking a stroll down Main Street, U.S.A, I smelled the fresh aroma of hot-dogs and bakery items such as sweet, scrumptious apple pies. Taking the path straight down Main Street, U.S.A, I saw the beautiful Cinderella Castle surrounded by the vast diversity of flowers and their vivid colors. Cinderella’s Castle was as tall as the Eiffel Tower. It had lovely architecture and was painted with beautiful blue and white colors. Once I passed by Cinderella’s Castle, I spotted a place entitled Frontierland with rustic, old looking buildings. There were a variety of commodities to

“The Disney Experience”, is an experience like no other, once you experience you will not ever forget the beautiful

In the United States exist many environments or areas deemed as a comfort zone or a special place for an individual to settle down and have the best experiences. One place that I would be content at would be Disney World; in my perspective, Disney World is a monumental place to me and I enjoy the memories created there. Thrills from roller coaster rides, the scent of popcorn or salted pretzels, the familiar costumes of our favorite Disney characters and the love of family and friends enjoying their time. Disney World is a kid’s wonderland for those who enjoyed the shows and movies developed by the company. Six years old, I could remember the first traveling to Disney World; I remember getting all the autographs from my Buzz Lightyear, Woody,

Exiting the food court, many of the shoppers were rushing to leave the parking lot. Cars lined up behind each other, trying to get away from the mall. Isaac started to break away from Malessica, attempting to walk on his own. He leaned against a wall trying to catch his breath. Malessica made sure he was alright, trying to help him. Isaac let her know that he was fine, moving closer to Malessica who, helped him walk to find the limo. Isaac started to walk on his own, rubbing his abdomen. Malessica could hear her cellphone ringing in her pocket, while police cars arrived in the area, making their way to the food court.

The world where fantasy comes to life. From the breathtaking views to exhilarating amusement park rides, this wonder exceeded my expectations. The endless feeling of excitement stretching for miles upon miles. The place where my imaginations became reality, the wonders of Disneyworld was an experience I would never forget.

We dashed past the language classrooms and through the clear doors. I took a whiff of the relaxing scent of recently cut grass and rain. Unable to look up because of the gleaming sun, I stared down at the droplets of rain on the grass. The fierce wind caused a

Laurie came home from his first day of school and shared many stories about a boy named Charles who had acted up in class. When Charles told his parents these stories, they were astonished

Disney World the most magical place on earth, they say. It happens to be the worst experience of a six- year- old life. Let’s begin with a little background information of the six-year-old. I was scared of everything that moved inside or outside or in the dark. Major fears dinosaurs, ghosts, bugs. My tale begins with this wonderful adventure of the Magical World of Disney.

Rising slowly, he unfurled from his cocoon of blankets. The air was icy, and It cut through his clothes. He yanked his floppy beige shoes onto his feet; headed towards another day of hard work. Creeping past his mother, he did his best not to wake her. Glancing down, he grimaced as he saw her, her eyes and lips were puffy and swollen, and

“ AHHHH NO !” i exclaimed as alex ran after me which looked ;like a million hours per hour i kept turning my head to see if she was still on my tail eventually she got to close and I headed back down the stairs in a rush. “HAHAHA NOO GET AWAY.!” I shrieked i ran as fast as my stubby baby legs could carry me. As i race down the stairs i turned around to see alex stumble over the corner of the light grey wall. She reached out to grab something to break her fall but she grabbed the corner of my shoulder. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH HELP!” i frightenedly wailed. “NOOOOO!” alex desperately squiled.

Evelyn perched on a leather chair, slouching, with a dazed look. She ran her fingers through her thinning hair, a cloud of misery raining on her. Life was unfair, terrible, and extremely misfortunate. Soft pats of rain hit a small window frame in her room, causing discreet splats. A hushed creak broke the uncomfortable silence in the room. “Sweetie?” A dim figure peered through the crack of her door, but when she came to the light, Evelyn saw her, with a worried look on her pale face. “Are you alright?” Evelyn grunted angrily, and stood up, out of her seat. “Mom, just tell me already.” Her eyes narrowed at the sight of her mother, she clenched her teeth. There was a noticeably awkward silence, and the sound of them breathing rippled