Overcoming my Fear of Rollercoasters “Tomorrow, we’re going to Wonderland, like it or not.” My aunt said. “And, no matter how scared we are, we’re going on all the rides.” She added, glaring pointedly at me. I looked around; my cousins all had wide, toothy grins on their faces. They couldn’t wait until tomorrow. Me? I dreaded tomorrow. My idea of a good time is not going down giant hills in an uncomfortable cart, surrounded by roaring wind and the deafening screams of strangers. I’m scared of heights, which meant I didn’t like going to amusement parks, nevermind roller coasters! Knowing how my cousins are, they would, …show more content…
I was miserable, I couldn’t back out because I knew I’d receive a punishment later. My family consists of very pushy people. I nervously waited in line for what seemed like hours, and then we reached the front. The worker let us in and we sat into the bright, cyan chairs. Right then and there, I began to tear up. I was terrified! I kept telling myself that I wasn’t ready for the Leviathan, especially since it was a such a big ride and it was my first rollercoaster! “I want to get off.” I said, my eyes watery. “I can’t do this.” I was about to get out when I realized that this would be only chance to ride a rollercoaster all the way in Canada. I wouldn’t be able to go back until I was much older. I took a deep breath, and sat back down. “Don’t worry, Leviathan isn’t that bad. It’ll be over before you know it.” The worker reassured me. Then the ride started. I closed my eyes on the way up because I didn’t want to see how high up we were. I thought silently to myself about my life choices and how stupid I was to go on this ride. When the screaming began, I knew we were close to the big drop. I grabbed my seat tightly and braced myself for it. Woosh! It happened in a matter of seconds and I was too surprised to scream. The butterflies in my stomach were so intense! I opened my eyes and took in the height. I finally realized that I actually really liked the feeling of being on a rollercoaster. I was laughing and screaming “Can we go again?” by the time it was over. After the Leviathan, we went on The Bat, which went upside down and backwards and the Behemoth. By the end of the day, I realized that I shouldn’t judge things too quickly. I never rode a rollercoaster before that, so I never knew what it was really like. I learned that I should always give things a chance before I judge
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
I sat in the seat, even more scared than when I started. My heart was beating fast, and sweat dripped down my face. My mother could see how nervous I was and tried to comfort me, but no words could change my expectations now. The ride began with a loud noise and the cart began to move. Soon we would start our slow ascent to the peak of the roller-coaster with my anxiety continuing to grow. Until finally we reached the precipices and the cart stopped as we all looked at the steep slope we would soon plummet down.
Deciding to be the dare devils that we thought we were, we went on the Rock Bottom Plunge which is the supposed scariest ride. It also happened to be one of my favorite rides. As we approached the ride, I could hear the blood curdling screams of the current riders. The line was quite long, but I knew that it would be quick since the roller coaster went really fast. To pass some time, I decided to take a look around and see what we should ride next. Before you knew it, it was time to ride the Rock Bottom Plunge. After picking out our seats and “listening” to the muffled safety rules, the ride began. I could feel the fluttery feeling in my stomach as the ride went up to the mall’s ceiling. I felt relief as the ride finally reached the top. Much to my dismay, that relief quickly ended as the ride decided to quickly drop. The rest of the ride was like a blur after the drop and before I knew it the ride was
There was a new roller coaster that released that day. My brother and dad wanted to go on it because it looked fun, but the estimated waiting time was three hours. My friend and I were smart enough not to stand in that line all day, so we left them, and went searching for another roller coaster. My friend and I walked through the park, anxious to get on another ride. We spotted a cool looking coaster, so we dashed over to it. The sign in front of the entrance read “Estimated wait time: 5 minutes.” When we saw that, we sprinted through the barricades, and when we got to the top, we saw that there was an empty spot for anyone willing to go on the thrilling ride. We rushed over to the empty spot, and plunged into the seats as quick as we possibly
Experiencing this roller coaster ride with y It has been a light and dark situation but all in all a very good learning experience for the both of us in learning one’s self. At the end of the day what is truth is the love that we share together and bringing us out of the darkness and into the light it has been a very trying situation sometimes I wondered if we would ever come out of this darkness. But then the light comes on and we understand why we go through what we go through together. We feel a sigh of relief with understanding. As for giving me that disconnection because without it I wouldn’t be saying this on paper. So here I am preparing myself for what I do best with the help and love from Larry.
I tried to cajole my friend into going on the volcano, another scary ride, but he recoiled at the idea of that,
“Whatever you do don’t look down”, I say to myself whenever my heart beats. Krrrrrr!, BOOM! It started and this time it is not my heart. My dad was holding my hand so I won’t be petrified a lot. My younger brother was whining because he was also terrified and making me even more fearful. As the Roller Coaster is starting and I asked myself, “why is my dad forcing ride on this ride?”, and I do not want to ride on this roller coaster.
A pleasant summer's sun and the view of a 200 foot roller coaster filled my eyes. I've never been so frightened in my life. Roller coasters bring out a fear deep inside of me that cannot be explained. The only thing keeping me there was the painful gazes and badinage of my friends. They saw my winces, an obstacle that would not deter them from forcing me upon this machine. I couldn't even imagine the horrors that lie behind that seatbelt but I knew that I would find out. As I boarded the roller coaster, fear set in and excitement struck me as I realized I was with my family.
I was so torn. Do I go try to have some fun with my friends, or stay back and just sit there? I finally gave in to their pleas and joined them on the Double Dragon ride at Harry Potter World. I felt like my stomach was going to drop and my legs felt as heavy as anvils, but I persevered on, absolutely determined to ride this roller coaster. The ride was extremely short since we got there right when the park opened. I didn’t know whether that was good or bad. We got onto the roller coaster and I was so scared that I was shaking. Scratch that, scared is an understatement. I was petrified. We got onto the roller coaster and I squeezed my eye shut. My friends were laughing, completely fine, happy, even.
I used to be afraid of riding a roller coaster. When I was little I went on a little one. Then one year we went to Magic Springs and I was afraid to ride the big roller coaster. I didn’t ride it that day because it broke which made it even harder to ride it when we went in the fall, but I rode it anyway, first with my step dad and it turned out that the big roller coasters weren’t as bad as I thought. Then I went by myself 3 times. Then I went 4 more times with my cousin. This experience changed the way I thought about trying new thing forever.
Roller coasters are classical examples of energy conversion when moving on smooth curves and loops of the track. At the end of the ride, it must be slowed down and brought to a stop at the station. In modern roller coasters, permanent magnets on the tracks induce currents in brakes as it moves past the brakes. The faster the roller coaster, the stronger the currents induced, and the stronger the braking force. The onset of the braking is smooth; as it enters the brakes which may have become more active. This, however, is in strong contrast to the sudden action of roller coaster brakes.
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
The ride operator then turned on the loudspeaker and said quietly into the microphone “Please keep your hands and feet inside the car at all times and enjoy the ride,” Then, we slowly began our ascent to the top of the immense orange hill.I hear the gears click, click, click, one by one, but I am mesmerized by the amazing view. I could see for miles along as I look at the never ending forest. My heart starts to beat faster every foot we go higher into the air. At the top, everyone on the ride went silent,a look of fear was brought among everyone’s faces. Then a sudden jolt, we were all falling towards the ground. Wind was hitting my face with such force, I could barely keep my eyes open. All I can hear is the ear-piercing screams of the riders around me as we go through the twists and turns. I felt weightless, as if I was floating through the air. As the ride went through it’s up ands downs. Suddenly the ride came to a harsh stop as we pulled back into the station. walked off the ride and down the twisting ramp all the way back to the exit, my legs wobbling because of how dizzy I was. At the photo counter we all laughed about how weird our faces looked and how scared one of us
I got on the ride with Dylan and waited for it to start. The ride breaks often. It was even messing up earlier. I could see a hint of fear in Dylan’s eyes. I had rode this roller coaster many times before so I wasn’t very scared. The bars lower over us. I hear the carts start to creak and begin moving forwards. Automatically we start going up at almost ninety degrees. The ride is supposed to stop before you go spiralling down, but we were there for longer than we should have been. Eventually the carts continue on the tracks until we get upside down. The brakes were broken. I looked over to Dylan and saw that he too knew what was
I loved this book but it was like a rollercoaster. The reason I think this is because there was some very happy times like when Daniel found the dinosaur bones on page 59. There was also some really sad parts like when we found out Daniel had died on page 98. We had grown fond of Daniel and to find out that he had died was tragic. But at the very end of the book, it was filled with joy because Julia saw Daniel and Jarvis. She danced and twirled with them, the writer made it seem so pleasant and nice. I felt overjoyed with the ending because a lot of books have ending which are happy, but this was one of my favorite endings of a book because you could feel how happy they all were when Julie and Daniel were together. I could also feel the hole