Narrative Essay On The Big Dipper

During September the year 2014, my family and I took a 2 day trip to Dollywood. I was just eight years old at the time. That drive took us 12 long hours long because of car problems. Finally at 10 o'clock at night, we sluggishly dragged our extremely tired selves into the comfort of our soft beds in the hotel. The next morning, we drove over to the park and just past the entrance was a special place where you can get measured and given a color coded bracelet that would let you and others know what rides you were tall enough to ride. I was so excited because I was finally tall enough to get an orange bracelet, which meant I could ride most of the rides. After riding the smaller rides with my younger siblings, my mom wanted to take me on a

park rides, though my favorite was of course the Tower of Terror. I went on it with my mom and my

We were walking and then we stopped at the ride called “Boomerang”. The ride was another roller coaster. I begged my dad not to go on the ride because he said let’s go on the ride. Unfortunately, I gave up begging him and he we went in line. The good thing is that the line wasn’t really long. After waiting for twenty minutes, we finally got on the ride. I looked around and was frighten. I knew the ride would first turn forward and then backwards. The ride started and I screamed. The ride wasn’t as bad as “Medusa” which is a good thing. After the ride was done, I was happy to get off the ride.I thought the ride was actually really fun and I loved it.

The first ride we went on was called the Corkscrew. We got on and it started counting down 5,4, 3, 2, 1 and we swirled under the dark narrow tunnel at 100 miles an hour. The ride was a U shape so we swirled up and stopped there was no other way to go? But then we started swirling down backwards even faster and more

The summers of 2013, I went to Cedar Point. It was me, my brother, my mom, dad, and my dad’s friend. My dad said, “we are going to get on all of us the roller coasters” and the rest of us said “ok.”

About some of the rides. One of the rides i went on is steel venom. I am never going on that ride ever again because i have a fear of heights and it goes really high into the air. Another ride that i hate was the stupid power tower. I hate heights and i went on it with my dad and it

The best story that I ever heard would be about how the Big Dipper became to be. I chose the Big Dipper because it's the only story that I like that I heard. The story that I´ve heard about the Big Dipper is the Cheyenne Story.

We got on the ride quickly there was no line and I was scared, like about to pee myself scared. We all got strapped/buckled in and the ride started, it started climbing the first hill to then drop us onto whatever came next.It seemed like

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

We went on a few more rides. Twisted Colossus was amazing. We twisted 360˚ a few times and went on steep downhills. Roaring Rapids made us cold. We talked and screamed with kids from other schools as waves splashed us.

On my 7th birthday my mom, dad, brother, my grandma and grandpa and I all went to Kemah Boardwalk it was right by the the cool gulf of Mexico. I went on all the fun rides except 2. One of the rides I went on was a train that would go in a dark tunnel then “BOOM” it was a gun showdown but of course it was fake. Then I went on a ride that you were in a circularised room with big windows. We would go up and a person would talk to you about the gulf of Mexico and you could see the gulf of Mexico. My head was getting dizzy so I sat down. Then I went on a roller coaster that was made entirely out of wood the one thing that was not out of wood was under the cool cart. It was huge. When we went on it was crazy at one point we went straight down when I got off my stomach was in a knot I felt like I was going to throw up.

When we got to the park, my brother and sister went directly to one of the highest roller coasters. They were so pumped up while I was terrified to death. After thinking it through, I decided to skip the first ride and maybe all the other ones too. They just papered so gigantic, noisy and intimidating like a beast.

Then there it was we arrived at 6 flags. I was so excited because the only rollercoaster I been on was the zippin pippin. So I didn't know what to expect. We ran the gate to get in to get our wristband. Then I heard it the sound of kids screaming it was a amazing. The ride I wanted to ride the most was the super man. It’s a ride where you leaning forward like superman. It took forever to get on the ride. I was so impatient to get on the ride. Then finally we got on the ride. Me and my mom were screaming the whole time it’s was so funny. Then we got of then we went to the raging bull. After we got of the raging bull. We got something to eat I got a chicken srip basket and fries and so did my mom. After we were gone eating the wait I have been waiting all day for the Goliath. The number 1 scariest ride in the world. That line took 3 hour to wait we were on it. Screamed the whole time with enjoyment. When we got of it we went to our hotel and ate supper. Then finally I could open up my present. I got a brand new Orange Mako 2016. I was so excited I was jumping of the wall. Then it was morning and we left the hotel and headed back home. That was so AWESOME I told my mom and she had fun

room and told me to put my shoes and coat on. Instinctively, I went to

Normally I would be bouncing off the walls waiting for my mom to unlock the car doors. But not that day. That day was different. That day I was climbing through the back seats begging not to get out of the car.