Personal Narrative: My Roller Coaster

My eyes shift over to look back at the massive line behind me noting that everyone appears so eager to be in the position where I am, at the start of the ride. The lifeguard’s voice rises in pitch, “Rule #3 - Never! Ever! Exit the t...”, my focus shifts back to the forest where i can see a faint outline of a nest. The bird flaps its wings and take off magestivly. I look at the clock and I notice that there is 5 seconds remaining. “GO!!” I get pushed into the slide before the timer hits zero. Will I crash into the previous rider? What happened to safety first!? While I am sliding down the twists and turns of the slide, I feel certain that I am doing everything I was told not to do while I was having the rules shouted at me. I see a light at the end of the tunnel and shock jolts my system as I slam face first into the pool

"Wake up babe! We're going to Six Flags today!", my boyfriend yelled excitedly. Those two words instantly made my stomach knot. I was not a fan of roller coasters and I knew exactly what Henry, my boyfriend, wanted to do as soon as we got there. Krystal and Emily, my two younger cousins, had spent the night with us so we could all go together the next day. I anxiously got up and started to get ready. Everybody was really excited. I wanted to be just as excited as they were but some how I couldn't manage to gain enough courage.

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.”

A Beautiful Day at Six Flags Either you run the day or the day runs you-Jim Rohn. This whole day to learn. It was a Beautiful August day my family decides to go to six flags. We went to go see if my friend, Weston, and Ellie's friend, Hope could come too. Weston was eleven, I was twelve, my sister was mine, and Hope was nine too. Turns out they were able to come and their mom came with us too. We drove for one hour and thirty minutes to get to six flags. We had to walk a long way to even get into line. When we finally got in line, In took us two minutes to get in because we had a stroller and went into that line which is always faster than if you do not have a stroller. As soon as we got into the park, We all bolted straight for Raging Bull. When we got there, we had to wait in line for about twenty minutes. When we finally got up to the ride, we got on with the girls. The parents went off talking and told us to check in when we were done with the ride. We all went on the ride the first time, we had a challenge for us and the girls. It was to not hang on to any part of the roller coaster for the whole time. and enjoyed it so much we managed to sneak on the ride again. We all filled in the empty seats. We did this another six more times. In total for that moment, we went on that ride seven times. We gathered everyone up and started to walk down from the ride. We were all talking about how crazy that was that we were able to get on that ride seven times. When we were at the

lunging 230 ft., my legs about to snap from the opposing force of gravity I ask myself why. Why did I ride this moronic ride? Six Flags, a place where the aroma of waffle cones or turkey legs, the size of small children, waver through the blacktop roads. A place where kids of many ages run around with overpriced capes and teen employees know nothing about roller coasters and how they operate.

After the rooler coaster stopped we waited for the other cooler coaster to go.As soon as the rooler coaster started to move it went fast and then pulled the brakes quick.After we got off that rooler coaster we rode a couple more rides untill the park closed.Going

I'll never forget the first time I survived going to Six Flags. The wind blowing every time you pass a roller coaster coming your way, the screams of the children, the fear and anxiety before going into the cart, and the delicious smell of all the food! When I was little I HATED roller coasters I hated the feeling in my stomach I get when I go down, but as you know you grow out of fears sometimes and start liking new things as you get older. For me one of them was starting to like roller coasters.

AHhhhhhhhhh that”s all I hear as my stomach lurched. I can barely breath as my eyes bug out of my head . When all the sudden the bar flies up what In the world it won’t go back down. And my mind says hey, guess what Nyles what me you're dead I know….

For several minutes, we all walked around, looking for more available rides that we have time to ride on. Suddenly, the Kingda Ka roller coaster appeared at the top of the sky, dropping down dangerously and quickly. We all ran back to the entrance as fast as we could. The women that we saw earlier appeared and opened the entrance, saying, “Thank you all for waiting patiently, everyone please line up!”

My heart pounded as my feet gradually left the safety of the grounds and began its ascent on a ladder that rattled on every step. Sweat formed in the palms of my hands while my gaze remained transfixed to the ground. In my mind’s eye, I envisioned myself landing with a splat on the ground. This was my first time at White Water, Six Flags. At first, when my cousins invited me to the trip, I presumed that in the worst case scenario, I would face a roller coaster; I can stomach that as long as there were seat

Attention all riders! This ride is now closed for maintenance. Everyone in the front of the line, please come and get a free pass to another ride to the front of the line. Thank you and sorry for the inconvenience.” I felt a wave of relief and just felt lifted off my feet. It was like the heavens were lifted off of Atlas’s shoulders and he was freed. “ Hey why don’t we go ride the roller coaster that goes upside down,” my dad asked both Rhett and I. Rhett, overjoyed with feelings of pride and ready to do anything, was quick to say yes and went running to the exit. I on the other hand, was distraught with grief over the fact that I was about to go through something much worse and faster too. I walked to the next ride like a convict to the electric chair, thinking that this might be the

The ground looked up at me menacingly. After an agonizing 2 minutes, we reached the curve at the top of the hill. As we rounded the bend, I glimpsed the drop ahead. The butterflies drummed twice as hard now. Then, the end of the curve was upon me, and we stopped! “What happened? Is something wrong?” All of the sudden, the brakes gave way. A yell tore itself from my lungs as we flew down the hill. My hands gripped the armrests like there was no tomorrow. But then, after the initial drop, excitement flared through me. “This is the best rollercoaster ever!” I thought to myself. The coaster took me up, down, and all around. It felt like I was flying, we were going so fast. But, to my despair, all roller coasters end. As we pulled up to the dismount station, I thought to myself, “I’m never going to forget this!”

One summer, the Lane family planned to go to Six Flags. I was probably in third grade. We were (or at least I was) absolutely ecstatic! I love roller coasters with all my heart! The rush and the drops that turn your stomach into jelly are simply breathtaking! When you go to Six Flags over Georgia, or any other amusement park, your goal should be to get to the gate as early as possible in order to get to the best rides before anyone else does. The experience is even better if you can ride the best one multiple times. My unofficial job as a Lane family roller coaster fanatic is to set up the schedule for the day, especially because I am the youngest in the family. Our first priority was the Goliath. All that came between us and the main event was one hill and a left turn. As we headed down the path to our destination, I couldn’t help but think about how much FUN we were about to have. It was about 10 am. The crowds will start filling the empty gaps in the park at any time now. I became truly excited when I began to think about the rush I might get when gliding down the first enormous drop. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that someone thought up the idea of having entertainment you can ride that’s bigger than the eye can see. Suddenly, my

The night before we began our journey to Orlando, I didn’t get much sleep. My eyes were wide open like an owl most of the night, tossing and turning under my cloudy soft comforter thinking about what awaited me the next 24 hours. I have always been interested about what it would be like to go on a roller coaster, but I hated the feeling of weightlessness like a balloon. I even hated going on elevators, just the thought of all that force sent a shivering sensation throughout my body that made me agonizingly uncomfortable. Nevertheless, there was a roaring lion fearlessness within me that wanted to indulge on this endeavor. In the morning we pack the family SUV as if we were sardines in a can and headed out to Islands of Adventure.

I closed my eyes as the ride ascended from the platform and came to a stop at the peak. I opened my eyes to nothing but the skyline. I said,” Guys if I survive this I’m going to kill you all.” The moment of truth was upon me now. The Coaster was at the mercy of gravity as we descended the massive drop. In the split second I had before we fell off the earth I knew there was nothing I could do to stop ride. As I