Roller Coaster Journey Essay

It was the day after my sister's Quinceanera, and all my family was here. They were leaving back to their homes Monday morning, so keep in mind it is Sunday. All of our parents were talking outside and saw that us kids didn’t really have anything to do, so they decide to take us to a river that was 5 minutes away from my aunt's ranch. We packed up all our food and stuff and went right away.

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.

As we made our way across the park to the ride that I was dreading to go on all I could think about was how tall it is. You could see the ride from anywhere in the park and the park is huge. And it didn’t help that i knew that it went ninety miles per hour. The ride was called Millennium Force. Finally we got to the ride and walked right on. As we rode up the three hundred foot hill and I had the lap bar so tight it hurt my legs and i couldn't move. At the drop, which was more than straight down, was very scary. But it didn’t last as long as I thought it would. The ride was about a minute and a half long, but it was so much fun that it felt like it was thirty seconds. After the ride we walked out and my parents and my aunt and uncle were waiting for us outside of the exit of the ride. We went and saw the pictures of the ride and in my picture I had a huge smile on my

The one thing I refused to do as a kid was ride roller coasters. I hated them. I hadn’t ridden one, but just looking at them I would be petrified. We were sitting at home watching TV when my mom informed us that we were going to Universal the next day. I excitement immediately struck me, thinking about all the things we could do, until I started to think about what would REALLY happen. I knew that my sister was going to pester me non-stop about riding one of those mechanical monsters. So, I decided it would be easier if as soon as we got there I tried to gather the courage to ride one. I lied in bed for hours trying to sleep, but to no avail, due to the excitement and nervousness about what would happen the next day. After a while I finally drifted off into refreshing sleep. In what felt like an instant my pillow was yanked out from under my head and my lights were turned on. “Wake up, we’re leaving in twenty minutes.” My sister screamed into my ear. Twenty minutes of rushed preparing later, and I was ready to go.

It was the third to the last day that my family was in Las Vegas and we decided to go to the Adventure Dome and there it was “El LOCO.” It was first roller coaster and I experienced it with my brother and two cousins.It went super fast like how should I say this like your running for your life in a horror movie there we go.

I was standing in line with my sister and cousin waiting to get on the “Viper”. We were at Six Flags having already been in the long line an hour and a half. We all went on our favorite rides, then we decided to go on the roller-coaster. This was going to be my very first ever roller-coaster in my life. Then the rollercoaster conductor told us to get in the coaster. I jumped in, put my seatbelt on and listened to the safety precautions. Then the conductor pressed the button and we were off.

I was the happiest kid in the world. Every other thought I had was about the upcoming vacation that I was going on. I could not get my mind off of it, no matter how hard I tried. The drive was extremely long, but when we got there I thought it would all be worth it. You could see the roller coasters from the road. They were way bigger than they were in the pictures, just looking at them gave me butterflies. We got through the front gates, which is when my excitement hit an all-time high. There were so many people everywhere, and the size of the roller coasters made me feel like an ant. It was so hard to believe that I was finally here, and moments away from riding my first roller coaster. The crowds were unreal, and the environment was electrifying. We looked at the map they gave us, then we decided which one to go on first. We were on our way to the Mamba, one of the fastest roller coasters in the country. I was so excited, and my adrenaline was pumping so much that I could not stay still the entire time we were in

The screams of the people on the Twister stayed in my mind as I was deciding whether or not to get on. I had done other roller coaster but nothing like this.

So here we are getting ready to go on the most terrifying experience ever, we fastened our seats belt. Before the game started, I can hear someone from the back is screaming and crying to get off, and all I was thinking about is, “This is not the right time to cry, boy.” He shouldn’t have got on in the first place. Everyone was mad about it,” Get off, boy,” Everyone was yelling at him. However, the boy got off and everything went back to normal again. The game started, and everyone begun yelling, we were pushed on the rail track like a rocket, it went up and down on the track flipping, spinning over with the same speed. If I learned one thing or two from this experience, I would say, don’t think of the technical problems of the roller coasters while you are on it, because you will freak out, and you might pass out. So I have been wondering, what if the ride got loose and we all die, what if the ride stops in while we are spinning and we be hanged upside down, I might fall down and

As the amusement park opened on a late May morning, the noisy school bus pulled into the Valley Fair parking lot. My group of friends and I exited the bus and crowded into the theme park. We heard the excited squeals from children eating ice cream as well as the eardrum-grating screams from people on the ride closest to us. My friends and I enter the line for my first roller coaster ride. The expression of reluctance was written clearly across my face. I did not want to ride this beast. My friends tried to egg me on. “Just ride the roller coaster!” they all shouted. “You’ll be fine! Nothing bad will happen.” I am surrounded by voices that do not stop until I unwillingly get on the High Roller. My fear of roller coasters is not as simple as one may think between the speeding unsafe death-traps and tunnels of doom that makes them terrifying.

Can you remember when you got on your first roller coaster I do. I remember when I turned eight years old and I got to go to adventure land for my birthday. Once we reached the destination to adventure land I was so excited. I wanted to ride all of the rides there were. After a couple of hours of riding some rides. Me my sister and my mom was walking, then sister saw this huge roller coaster. She wanted me to ride it with her, but I was too scared because there were two big loops. I thought I was going to fall off if I was going to ride it. Finally, after a couple of minutes my sister talked me into riding the roller coaster. She got so excited. Once we got in the line I said this is looks scary. When the ride was over, my sister said was it

I don't know why I decided to stay on.But while I was omitting I was so shocked an terrified I was shaking.But when we left the rollercoaster I decided i didn't like it.An then i decided to get on this one called thunder road an I loved it.This happened this summer july 22 2015 this all happened at the

But only three minutes passed before we were able to get onto the ride. My friend backed out at the last minute, so it was just my brother, my dad, and I that went on the ride. In no time, the worker had us locked in and ready to go. I was so excited, but very nervous at the same time. This is because It has been about two years since I had gone on any type of ride like this. I waited in suspense as the ride was climbing to the top of the peak, and when we got to the top, the ride stopped for a split second, and the sun was beating on my face, making me sweat buckets. We finally dropped, and I started roaring like a lion attempting to protect its babies from other animals. We were rapidly accelerating and in a second, I was upside down, sideways, and twisting. It only felt like seconds went by as I was yelling for my life. When the ride was finally over, I was not afraid, but instead happy. I actually enjoyed the ride and wanted to go on it again. But we needed to go on other rides too, so we left that ride in search for another

Rollercoasters are the most terrifying machines ever invented by man, especially to an eleven year old. I had been looking forward to this trip for a long time getting to ride my very first rollercoaster. Being the oldest and biggest of my two brothers I was the only one tall enough to ride on them yet. The whole trip I had been bragging about how I was going to ride all of them. My Dad and Mom had gotten on to me for talking about it too much because my brothers where a little bit jealous that they couldn’t ride. I didn’t care I was too excited to care.

When I was eight, my mother took me to an amusement park as part of a three-day vacation trip, called Holiday World. A few things stand out in my memory from that day, such as my first roller-coaster ride and the water park. It was a great day, and I had a lot of fun, but then near the end of that day I was taught a rather important life lesson.