Personal Narrative: Orlando Florida Universal Studios

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.

Have you ever had a time you were very afraid of a scary themed event? You were so shocked you couldn’t move. All of this happened to me and my siblings in “Six Flags: Fright Fest”. My parents dropped us off because they had work to do. And they didn’t like the idea of riding roller coasters that go very high up. It all happened last Halloween (October).

I went to Orlando, Florida. First we got lunch at the airport then we got ready for our plane to leave. Then we got on the plane after half an hour of sitting and waiting. Finally after a long plane ride we were in Florida. After we got our bag we went across the street to get our rental car.

When we got there we stood in line for a long time. My dad kept asking “are we scared” and I said “No.” The closer we got to the front of the line my stomach started hurting because I was really scared.

I will never forget my trip to Six Flags, St. Louis. This all started when I was fourteen years of age. My step dad, who lived in St. Louis, decided to invite me to visit for the summer. I was so excited to go! When the day came he pulled up at my house he asked me if I had all my stuff ready I said, “Yes sir! Let’s go!” Then my step dad’s family and I piled into the two cars and hit the road. The whole ride there I thought about all the things I wanted to do at Hurricane Harbor and Six Flags.

One summer, my friends thought it would be a great idea to go to Six Flags. Me, I thought it was a dreadful idea. I don’t like rollercoasters at all, so I found no point in wanting to go. But, they insisted I go with the group for fun. So, here I was, scared of rollercoasters and on my way to Six Flags. Go figure.

One sunny, hot afternoon at switchback mx in Orlando, Florida I was preparing get two rookie supercross riders here train. I was getting very nervous that adam cianciarulo, and ryan lojack would not be here on time to train. I stepped out of the van and smelled the 2-strokes, and heard the roaring bikes. Then finally Adam and Ryan finally showed up! Ricky Carmichael and Ryan Villopoto and I told them to go get ready, because we had a lot of work to do today. Ryan, and Adam went to work on the track battling it out, when I waved them in.

As a child, terrified of roller coasters or rides period, I never rode anything. The closest thing I got to riding a “real” roller coaster was the cheesy roller coaster at the pop- up amusement parks in the mall parking lot. That helped fuel my fear. Finally, I had to suck up my fear in the 7th grade when my best friend invited me to Six Flags for the first time and I strangely agreed to it. Fearing for the worst, I did what I knew best, research everything on Six Flags as if I were doing a project over it. I watched first person roller coaster videos, the height and velocity of rides, to deaths in the amusement park. That didn’t help my case.

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.

When I was around the age of 11 my father, 2 sisters and I went to disneyland. When we got there we had an amazing time going on rides, eating, and lastly just enjoying one another's company. At the time I was terrified of roller coasters but somehow my sister convinced me to get on California Screamin. While we were in line I was trembling and horrified thinking the worse was going to happen. Once the ride started my stomach felt like it was going to come out, just as a specific loop in the ride was coming up the ride stopped. We were upside down for a good three minutes until the ride kept going. The day with my family took a quick transformation from a good exciting day to a terrifying evening. Transformation obviously created fear. This can be seen in the following short stories as well. Oate’s “Where is Here,” Arthur Tress’ “Dream Collector” and Julio Cortazar’s “House Taken Over” uses

Working as an event coordinator at Six Flags Magic Mountain, I get to meet a lot of new people. I host corporate and private events for business and families. My job keeps me entertained. I remember one day being at work and I was hosting a picnic for a company with over 200 employees. I was doing my normal walk through of the picnic area. I like to walk the entire area to make sure all my guests are enjoying themselves. I had made my way to the back area where the basketball court is located. I noticed there was a young pre-teen male, who looked about 12 years old. His behavior was usual for an atypical developing individual. He was jumping up and down in a circular motion. Other guests were uncomfortable and asked me to call security to have

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I lay beneath the pale, blue light of a rumbling bus traveling through the winding mountains of West Virginia. The quiet tones of ivory keys on a piano playing through my earbuds. I am surrounded by my sleeping peers. All of them most likely dreaming of our destination; “The Happiest Place on Earth” aka Disney World. I however am terrified. I am struck with a fear new to me. Not a fear of ghosts or murderers, but a fear of my own insignificance. I can’t sleep, these thoughts in my head keep spinning and screaming at me. Shouldn’t I be happy? I’m on my way to Disney World with all my friends. Why am I like this?

In the year of 2012 is the year I went to Disney world First Me and my family got on the road to go to the air port and we were having so much fun and we got on this bus and went throw this metal detector.After that we got on the plane to go to Florida and when we go there their were people with board with are names on them to take us to the place we was going to be staying The next day we woke up and the place we were staying in was like a home and had free shops so we got up eat breakfast and got ready to go to Disney and we seen a lot of thinks i will never forget and then we came back to where we where staying and eat lunch and dinner and me and my sister we playing games and eating ice cream. Finally we go in the car to go back to the

Amusement parks are appealing not only for the food, lights, and opportunities to win prizes, they also provide something that many of us crave at a very basic level: the adrenaline rush that accompanies a good scare. Amusement parks are a perfect place for this odd desire. They have any number of rides that can give you a scary experience, make you think that you are in real danger, and then let you place your feet back on the ground after it’s all over and you are no worse-for-wear after the experience. The vast majority of rides at local and travelling amusement parks and fairs are indeed safe enough to provide thrills with no danger, but there are exceptions.