Narrative Essay About Flying High

It was a nice summer morning we I was all of a suden shoke like turbulence on a plane to wake up. It turns out I slept threw my alarm to wake up for the day. It was about 11:00 am and today we were heading to Florida and our flight takes off at 1:00 pm. You may think that we had time to make the airport in Milwaukee but, we had to drive all the way to Chicago, Illinois because there was no flight for Florida in Milwaukee. Luckily I had packed the day before with the rest of my family so all we had to do was wait for our aunt Lisa to take us to the aiport in Chicago. She showed up five minutes later with a mini van and there was about seven of us jammed in there. It was alright for me because in our family if you called “shot-gun” or “I

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 had never been on an airplane. My stomach felt like I had just eaten rotten fish and I was about to throw up. I was so excited to go, but at the same time I was scared because I had never been on a plane. We waited in the airport for at least an hour. Finally our flight was called, as I walked on the plane my heart was about to jump out of my skin. After the flight attendant had went through all the rules and we put our seat belts on the plane was going to take off. I thought the worst thing about the flight was taking off and landing. I didn?t like taking off and landing because my ears popped. Other than the fact that my ears popped taking off and landing the flight went smooth, we didn?t crash. When the plane landed, I couldn?t wait to stand on solid ground again.

I had planned on being a base and trying out as a base. One day Coach Ridenhour, the coach for the VJ cheer squad, asked if anyone wanted to try to be a flyer. I thought it might be fun to try, so I said that I would be interested. She put me in a stunt as a flyer, I was a little nervous because I had never done it before. As I was going up my heart started pounding in my chest, my fists clenched up, so many thoughts were going through my brain all at once. I thought I was going to fall, but before I knew it I was up and stable in the stunt! I could not believe I had got up there and did not fall. We tried it a few more times and each time I hit the stunt.

One summer day getting off the school bus running home, excited about going outside; couldn’t wait to go play with my friends when I walked through the door and there was my Aunt Liz. Standing there with tears in her eyes, in extreme amount of pain. I was scared, didn’t know what to do or who to call. Do I called, Mom or 911? After calling my mother then 911, I knew I had to help my Aunt Liz, bring you into the world. No one around, no one to ask for help, only Liz and I. My panic turn into a brave teenager who needed to help her

We were waiting in line, I was so scared. Dad said, “Go on the ride it will be fun.” Finally it was our turn when we got on the ride we started going up.¨Are you ready?¨”Dad said. I was not feeling great about doing this. When we hit the top we went straight down everyone was screaming. I was so scared but relieved I did it. The rest of the ride

“Please let me live after this situation!”. Those terrifying words came out of my mouth when I was 115 feet off the ground. I was 12 years old when I paid a visit to Six Flags Over Georgia. There was one particular ride that I had never rode before which was the Superman Ultimate Flight ride. This ride is one of the biggest roller coasters in park, and when riding it you are on your stomach as if you were flying. I was always trying to avoid riding the ride, yet my mother wanted me to ride it with her. We spent 3 hours in the line. While waiting in line, I could feel my stomach turning. The closer we got to the ride, the more nervous I got. My palms were sweaty, my heart was racing, and I could not stop thinking about all the bad things that

After a lot of thought, our last ride of the night was going to be one I had been putting off. Tatsu. You’re strapped in by your shoulders and your legs dangle. When we got in line, I wanted to cry. I had heard screams echoing through the starting tunnel. It was our turn. While I strapped myself in, tears started in my eyes. The start was a long uphill (isn’t it always?). The downhill lead to a HUGE loop. I started screaming but my mouth immediately became dry and my throat scratched by the wind. The rest of the ride was pitch black. Finally, it ended. I sprinted off, grabbed my bag, and again yelled,” THAT WAS AWESOME!” This time was friends didn’t laugh, but they rubbed their necks and complained about the

I wanted to take that boat out and go tubing for the first time in my life. I was so excited that I even offered to blow up the tube by myself with nothing but my lungs, not knowing we had an air pump. Finally, after what felt like hours of begging like the annoying twelve year old I was, my dad said it was time to go. My sisters and I got our life jackets and wet shirts on, while my baby brother and step mom got on the boat, and my dad sat in the driver’s seat. My sisters and I were on the back on the tube, trying to find the best way to position our arms so we didn’t fall off. My dad turned the key to the boat and suddenly, my excitement turned to sheer panic. What happens if I fall off? What if my sisters fall off? What if there was a lake monster or a really big fish in the water? From that moment on, I was determined to stay on, so I held on to the handles for dear

“Why do you think Juan and Fetty broke into our house?” Zac said in a confused way, “I thought we were bros.”

My mind went blank. I forgot all the things I learned in the plane safety book mom gave me. All the flights attendants were trying to keep everyone calm. They were putting a mask on that everything was fine, but my eyes looked through it and saw them crying on the inside. The oxygen masks came flying down but I didn't notice. I was staring at all the people crying. Then the flight attendant came and put my mask on for

On our way up the mountain, we saw lots of Toucans and monkeys. It was a very bumpy ride. Sometimes the mountain got so steep that I thought we were going to fall backwards. Once we reached the top we got out. The workers helped us put on the harnesses. The woman who worked there jumped on the zip line and went down first so she could be the catcher at the bottom. None of us wanted to go, it looks way to scary. So my dad made Gage go first, he was assisted by another worker as he was too little to go alone. Once we all new that Gage made it safely we did rock paper scissors to see who went next. Ian went and then I went and then my dad went. There were 4 lines, at first we were only going 60 miles per hour, by the time we were on the last one we got up to speeds of 90 miles per hour, the length of the lines was 3 miles. The wind on my face and body actually hurt and it was hard to breath at

I was very nervous about ziplining. I was breathing very heavy. The instructor asked me if I was ready, I said, “push me.”

My family and I were so excited that we didn't even sleep the night before. We spent our Thursday night watching movies and talking about what are plans were for the trip. Once the clock hit 4 o'clock in the morning , we left our house and were on our way to the airport. The airport was quiet and peaceful. I could smell the freshly brewed coffee once I set foot in the airport. We checked in, then waited patiently for our flight to board. Suddenly we heard on the overhead speaker, “Flight to New York, New York is now boarding, Flight to New York, New York now boarding.” Once we boarded the plane, we settled in and got comfy. The flight was fairly smooth with little turbulence and the sweet sound of babies crying filled my ears. Once we heard the pilot's voice telling the crew to prepare for landing, my excitement grew big.

The light to put our seatbelts on glowed as the captain spoke to us and flight attendants acted out safety instructions. At take-off my stomach was filled with butterflies, but I wasn't scared. My body was pushed into the seat but I pretended I was the captain of a fighter jet. When we were stable I discovered that flying wasn't that bad. And the ocean looked beautiful out the windows! I put on my CD player until the played the in-flight movie, Planet of the Apes. I didn't like it so I kept listening to my CD player all the way through dinner. I fell asleep but the sound of the captains voice woke me. He was telling us there was an hour left of the flight. Flight attendants asked us to stow away our bags and prepare for landing. Butterflies were fluttering in my stomach again as I anticipated the landing. I felt the plane lose