Personal Narrative: My First Roller Coaster Ride

I looked up at the roller coaster and all its' loops and turns and jumped with excitement. "Let's go!", I exclaimed. As we were walking up the stairs, a part of me wanted to turn back, but i was determined to get on this one ride. I stood at the gates, waiting for it to be my turn and before i knew it, I was the next one. I went through the gates and went straight to my seat. Henry sat right next to me and held my hand. I was ready. The ride started to take off and I knew there was no turning back now. Up and up we went. The ground below us got further away. I held on tightly to my boyfriends hand and down we

He knew it was going to be a no excuses to lose to weather and it was going to be a good day for fans to watch football tonight. He had met with Kyle Cannon who was the quarterback for the team and a running back on the team named Dion Gordon;

It was our first trip to Disney World, and we were visiting what I thought, was the scariest ride in the world. I thought that certain ride was scary, because ever since I was five I would always throw up on the roller coasters, or even car rides. I hated roller coasters ever since I threw up. I thought to myself, ‘This is Disney World we’re talking about, I have to go on this ride, I need this. I promised myself I would go on every single ride here. I will get over this fear.’ After that thought I looked at my dad, as he was already planning on going on this ride. The ride was called Space Mountain, I was told that people with motion sickness shouldn’t go on the ride, but that won’t stop me. I’ve also been told it is a pretty cool and fun ride, so that is another reason why I’m going on Space Mountain.

Not only did our house burn down but this is the last time I can remember my

“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.

A time in which I tried something new was roller coasters. It was August 9, 2015 my brother, sister, and me packed our bags thinking we were going to our grandparents, yet did we know we were on our way to Branson. We pulled up to a hotel, that was when we finally noticed we were nowhere near our grandparents house.

Never wear sunglasses when riding a rollercoaster. Once upon a time I was in love, and when she dumped me, I took it hard. My heart sank like a bottomless pit, my Adam’s apple filled with air, and my smile ceased to exist. This was the most horrible day of my life … then I lost my favorite sunglasses. Only a sane person would ask, how I could love my sunglasses more than a girl. These were no ordinary sunglasses, they were Maui Jim Makaha sunglasses, and they were polarized. I wore them everywhere, they never left my sight.

Have you ever noticed how some cars seem to be smiling when you pass them on the road? From around age 7, I always told my mother that cars made by Mazda appeared to be smiling at me! Years later, to my surprise, my mother had purchased a 2011 Mazda 3 for my sixteenth birthday. Shortly after, I pointed out the smiling face that I had always noticed as a child. She finally agreed with me that the car appeared to be smiling due to its oddly shaped grille cover. The human-like faces it makes is not the unique characteristics of my car; it has a unique interior layout, an oddly shaped stain, and a dent in the back bumper from an unforgettable day!

The hot sun beat down on us as we patiently waited for the line we were waiting in to move up. I stood silently next to my cousins, listening to them as they conversed excitedly. We were waiting to get on the MindBender, and it would be my youngest cousin Caleb’s first time on an actual roller coaster. At first, he didn’t want to get on, but changed his mind once he heard that his cousins would be riding with him. My cousins Kennedi and Trip, my brother Rudy, Caleb, and I were the only ones brave enough to get on.

I hate heights. I hate falling. I hate being upside down. Yet there I was, at Busch Gardens, on a roller coaster. And not a small one, either; I was riding the Alpengeist, a steel coaster that reaches heights of 195 feet and speeds of up to 67 miles per hour, and zooms through cobra rolls, corkscrew twists, and zero-gravity curves. I would have never chosen by myself to go on this coaster, yet there I was, on that enormous freaking roller coaster, screaming my head off and deafening my friend next to me—Carter, the reason I was on the ride in the first place.

If only I knew my brother was lying; It would have made everything a lot less scary. We were coming around a bend on the ride when I saw a gigantic animatronic t- rex, with yellow, razor sharp teeth, and claws glistening a hint of red from its last victims,which only increased my fear. I said goodbye to the t-rex thinking that the end of my life was coming soon when I heard. Click-Click-Click- The ride was struggling to go up the steep hill. Thinking that my brother would never lie to me about a ride, I thought a loop d loop was coming my way.

A ride coming to a park near you. When you first approach the ride you walk into a mining elevator. The elevator shakes as you slowly approach the top of the gigantic mountain. Maybe you'll even hear the screech of a Yeti.You suddenly come to a halting stop. As the doors slowly open you walk through small dirt and rock tunnels in the mountain until you reach the tip of the mountain. You go out a door onto a deck which you get into a line of the minecarts (roller coaster seats).Looking down everyone on the ground looks like little tiny ants. You start counting down the seconds till it is your turn to ride the magnificent ride that stands before you.Suddenly the mine cart starts going down a small, narrow path alongside the mountain.You first experience a

As I rollerbladed I saw the leaves blowing in the wind. The October wind brushed harshly against my skin and blew the colorful autumn leaves in every which way. It was the best time of the year, it wasn’t too hot or too cold, it was just perfect. I could smell the moisture thick in the air. I heard adults talking, babies crying, and dogs were barking. I could the salty sweat stinging in my eyes. As I was rollerblading I saw cracks on the concrete, voiding them like a ninja quick reflexes and swerving left to right with sharp movements. I was too busy enjoying the natural beauty of the park, my rollerblade was stuck in a crack for a second. My life flashed before my eyes, I wasn’t a ninja anymore. I was a normal person without quick reflexes.

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.

Roller coasters are the types of rides that are very deceiving. They look very joyous and cool, but once you get on one you are filled with anxiety and regret. All of the pessimistic thoughts flow through your brain and you know that