Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

Just as I arrived in the line the previous riders were leaving. Before I knew it, the gate had opened and we were getting onto the ride. It felt like an out of body experience. Perhaps that was just my sanity watching in awe from afar. I left my shoes next to my bag inside the gate. I had to stand on my quivering tip toes to get in the seat. With my heart beating out of my chest, the carnival worker buckled us in. Then the operator moved us up about ten feet. I wanted to shout down at them to lower us back down so I could get back to the earth. Adrenaline rushed, palms sweaty, my breath came out in quiet, rapid gasps. I had just opened my mouth to speak, but the worker beat me to

I have this fear that causes my body to shake. When I think about it, my skin becomes pale and cold. It’s death speeding through my mind. Once I have seen these monstrous roller coasters, the only thing in my mind was fear. Knowing that I’m afraid to go on these rides, I didn’t want to look like a fool in front of my friends. My mind is thinking of deadly thoughts. My palms were sweaty and I was twitching like a fish. I was petrified of heights.

Then That's when the anxiety kicked in. As the creaky cart started to go up the tracks creek creek as the cart went up. I kept my eyes open as I watched us go up. Once we reached the top I could see the beautiful day and the bright white clouds and the… aww as the cart went down, the cart was going so fast It was like I was flying a 100 miles per hour. All I could hear were screams of everyone and myself but mostly myself. Once we went down the big drop it was not that bad, I couldn't believe that I survived the drop that was normally the part I cried on. After the big drop we went in a big circle as it headed for the little drop we went down in the big circle as I had my hands up feeling free like a bird. Then the little drop hit you could hear the cart starting to speed up on the tracks again and I said “woh” and then the cart started slowing down again as we reached the station. We all clapped and said We SURVIVED! Once we exited the cart with are legs numb from all that excitement and impact we headed down to get some drinks and to discuss which to ride next, and that was the time I survived Six

As Ralph Waldo Emerson once added “What you are afraid to do, is a clear indication of the next thing you need to do.” As we were pulling into the parking lot of Hersheypark, I looked up and saw a gigantic coaster, the tallest upside down coaster in the whole entire park. Before we took our trip we did research on the best rides at the park, Fahrenheit was one of the tallest coasters with a 97 degree drop and 60 mph during the ride. I was only 10 at the time and I had never gone on an upside down roller coaster before. As we were entering the park, the rollercoaster was to the left of the entrance. I was hoping we would be able to go to the other side first so I could avoid the coaster for a little while. Just my luck, we turned to the left,

One summer day in July , Me and my friend Carol went to an amusement park called Cedar Point . Cedar Point is located in Sandusky , Ohio and two and a half hours away . My mom and me wanted to go on a ride called the Maverick . The Maverick is Cedar Point’s steepest roller coaster and its speed is 70 miles per hour . The Maverick also has a 95 degree drop ! Then we went in line and waited for about an hour and a half . It was about eleven o'clock when we got close to the front of the line . When we finally got to the roller coaster I regretted going on because it was very dark and I couldn't see where the drop was and I don’t like steep roller coasters . Because of that me and Carol where panicking the whole way up . As soon as we got to the

Bahauddin grabbed for a place to rest his hand while he lifted his feet, climbing through the shaft, out of the caverns. Every crack of stone was filled with overgrown moss, As he rose, he could see the sky was just before nightfall. The only sound around was the howl of the wind, and the keys clanging against each other like a windchime during a breezy spring afternoon. Ascending up the shaft, he was cautiously concentrating for each and every placement of his hands and feet, careful not to slip. Bahauddin’s hand grasped the top of the shaft. The sky was painted with brush strokes of blood orange, reflecting a glare off the keys. Outside, it had looked like a warzone. No buildings fully structured, not a person in sight, just crumbs

As my sister Beth and I raced to get our tickets for the Hudsonville Fair, I saw the ride that we were heading to. It was the largest one there and I couldn’t wait to go on it. It was called Freak Out and I knew it was about to be my favorite one. After we received our yellow wristbands, we ran to get in line. As we approached, we saw there was no one else waiting. We ran through the vacant waiting area and went up the steps. After the man allowed us on, we waited a bit for other people to possibly join. I sat in my seat, hoping that no one else would come so it could just be us. Thankfully, no one did and the ride began. I swayed my legs in anticipation and finally, the ride began. As the momentum built up, I began to feel butterflies in

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhh!” Screamed the crowd of people as they plummeted down a drop on one of the most terrifying roller coasters i've ever seen. We were on vacation in Universal Studios, Hollywood, and believe me, I was not pleased. My dad always says I shouldn’t be scared of roller coasters, but I don't listen to him. I’m terrified of roller coasters, so since he knows I don’t listen to him, he let my little sister choose the ride I had to go on, which almost scared me to death.

The moment I believed would mark one of the best summer day of my life. As I got on the ride I slowly buckled up and my hands immediately grabbed on tightly the metal harness. While waiting on the people to start the machine I was closing my eyes and imaging how it would feel. Suddenly my feet were off the ground and I found myself looking up. At first I did not dare look down, for I thought I would start panicking. I quickly looked down and saw lights then looked back up. While it arrived to the highest point I said “This is a precious moment in your life, just take the time to look at the beauty in front of you.” I started to look down and got to see the whole park. It was like seeing Christmas lights, it was bright with different colors. Instantaneously the ride dropped, I felt as if my heart was going to come out of my body. I screamed so hard that I could feel my veins in my head accumulating the blood from the pressure of the ride and from me screaming. It stopped half way and it took us up again. This time it did not go all the way, but it slowly went up and once again it quickly went down. At the end of the ride, as my feet touched the ground I was so thankful to God that I made it through without having a heart attack or panic

Deciding to be the dare devils that we thought we were, we went on the Rock Bottom Plunge which is the supposed scariest ride. It also happened to be one of my favorite rides. As we approached the ride, I could hear the blood curdling screams of the current riders. The line was quite long, but I knew that it would be quick since the roller coaster went really fast. To pass some time, I decided to take a look around and see what we should ride next. Before you knew it, it was time to ride the Rock Bottom Plunge. After picking out our seats and “listening” to the muffled safety rules, the ride began. I could feel the fluttery feeling in my stomach as the ride went up to the mall’s ceiling. I felt relief as the ride finally reached the top. Much to my dismay, that relief quickly ended as the ride decided to quickly drop. The rest of the ride was like a blur after the drop and before I knew it the ride was

Finally, I blurted out, I do not want to go on the ride,” they all looked at me with the expression “why” on their faces. I looked at them, and confessed, I am scared to go on a roller coaster, and especially the biggest one in the park.” They all came back to where I was standing and told me that everything was going to be fine and that nothing bad would happen to me if I went. I looked at them, then the roller coaster, and then back at them and made my decision that I still did not want to go. Bree looked at me and walked a little closer to

My parents agreed and we walked towards to the roller coaster, the walk was long and terrifying as I tried to make excuses to not ride this nightmare of a ride. Ten minutes later we arrived, and sadly, I had to ride it because I was to young to be left alone. We sat in line for about five minutes before reaching the front. I optimistically thought that I would be to short, so as I walked up and was asked to stand text to the measuring tool, I started to get excited thinking I would be safe, but sadly I was just tall enough. “Lucky you” I heard from the employee as I was walking over to the car, if only he

It was 10:45 a.m. on a Wednesday, and I was ready to leave. It was a very warm day, but that will not bring me down from having fun. As I arrive to the Knott’s Berry Farm entrance, I tilt my head back and examine the sign with excitement. Once I made it through the gateway of the park, I was overwhelmed by the screams of people on the rides. Soon, the savory smell of popcorn filled the air, and the butterflies in my stomach start to flutter in anticipation while I wait in line for my first ride, the Ghost Rider. My mind is overflowing with joy and my heart is racing as fast as a cheetah while I wait impatiently for it to be my turn. To consume time, my friends and I begin reminiscing about our funny memories together. Then, the line begins to move rapidly and suddenly

The rides entrance itself made my legs weak with sheer fear. The pathway was like a maze and then the stairs appeared to warn me, by saying turn back now. As I climbed each step I tried numerous times to escape. The escape attempts were foiled by my so called friends blocking the only exit. I said,” Come on guys I can die another day.” Audrey quipped,” Oh come on Taylor, man up and go on the ride.” Now I can’t really describe the feeling of having a woman tell me to man up. I said,” Ok I got this.” I shrugged off all my anxiety and nerves and just went with it.

It was Halloween and, being the super mature teenager that I was, I went trick-or-treating. Going house to house and getting practically thrown at with candy just seemed entirely worth it. Considering I was 5,3, I wasn 't surprised that I could pull off being a 12-year-old for one night without calling attention to myself.