Personal Narrative: The Red Death Machine

Then That's when the anxiety kicked in. As the creaky cart started to go up the tracks creek creek as the cart went up. I kept my eyes open as I watched us go up. Once we reached the top I could see the beautiful day and the bright white clouds and the… aww as the cart went down, the cart was going so fast It was like I was flying a 100 miles per hour. All I could hear were screams of everyone and myself but mostly myself. Once we went down the big drop it was not that bad, I couldn't believe that I survived the drop that was normally the part I cried on. After the big drop we went in a big circle as it headed for the little drop we went down in the big circle as I had my hands up feeling free like a bird. Then the little drop hit you could hear the cart starting to speed up on the tracks again and I said “woh” and then the cart started slowing down again as we reached the station. We all clapped and said We SURVIVED! Once we exited the cart with are legs numb from all that excitement and impact we headed down to get some drinks and to discuss which to ride next, and that was the time I survived Six

After a lot of thought, our last ride of the night was going to be one I had been putting off. Tatsu. You’re strapped in by your shoulders and your legs dangle. When we got in line, I wanted to cry. I had heard screams echoing through the starting tunnel. It was our turn. While I strapped myself in, tears started in my eyes. The start was a long uphill (isn’t it always?). The downhill lead to a HUGE loop. I started screaming but my mouth immediately became dry and my throat scratched by the wind. The rest of the ride was pitch black. Finally, it ended. I sprinted off, grabbed my bag, and again yelled,” THAT WAS AWESOME!” This time was friends didn’t laugh, but they rubbed their necks and complained about the

When we first got on I had a physically pain in the pitt of my stomach, the real realization that you are in the predicament that you're in is on the edge of the first hill going down, it's at the time that the ride goes down at speeds unfathomable to you at the moment that your heart skips a beat and when you go up the first loop you feel that the G-force is going to rip your spine out. But when the ride is done you feel like you have just been injected with pure adrenalin right into your heart, you need more excitement to quench the thirst of excitement. Well after the demon and I craved for more thrill, well more thrill is what I got, after the demon Tyler told me the only way to get used to something new is to get right into it, so after the demon we went straight to X-flight one of the biggest rides there and my eager turned into dread as I saw the monumental ride and my heart sank deep inside. But I prevailed and we went on a a few more rides, but after a while we had all decided to take a rest to enjoy the fine

Minutes to get there, and the whole 30 minutes was boring. I was ready to sleep; I was also super hungry, I was so excited I was about to burst. I had a fear about a few rides, but i didn’t let it overcome me.

You are not trying to go on a horrifying ride but you’re forced to ride It.I was forced to ride Haulk my whole entire body froze and it was just so nervous inside, I felt wonderful,but also scared,on the other hand,my cousin‘’Cyd’’ was filled with excitement and ready to vivacity have so much fun on the ride,’’Cyd spoken to me It’s ok ‘’Jalen’’you can do It.’’Also my friend ‘’Logan’’

One day there was a disease that killed million of people and It was called the RED DEATH. I was there with Prince Prospero when the disease broke out. My family died of the disease so he brought me in the the abbey and thousand other people. I walked in and I saw seven room in a wallway.

The Red Death is commencing to expand throughout the external world, possibly even throughout the ever expanding universe. This bloody horror has taken many of worldly possessions away from those that are ever so less fortunate as it rips them away to the land of the deceased. This pestilence is spreading throughout the common folk as if it were communicating and evolving within itself while its host, unbeknownst to his detrimental future, walks free, spreading the disease with every step. These common folk will never enter the gates of my rich and glorious court. This disease will not enter the gates of the rich, meaningful people of this world. I, Prince Prospero, shall not allow this disease to wreck the lives of those that mean everything to society. Before this abhorred menace reaches its bloody fingers into my dominion, I will save the people that deserve to be saved from this fatal tragedy. My people and I, the rich and worthy, will not become victims. The external can survive alone.

On 09/12/2016, I Deputy Daniel Pruitt was dispatched to 52455 West Highway 16 for an unattended death compliant. I arrived on scene st 6:45pm and meet with Creek County EMS unit 40.

Henry had a lot of courage going into the first battle. He didn't truly know what war was like so that might be why he wasn't scared. The first battle was not very brutal and Henry stayed calm. His friends were calm as well and Henry didn't want to seem like a coward if he ran away. Henry got some respect for staying during the first battle. There was a different story however for the second battle.

The stone was cold and I could feel the pain swelling up inside. I took a step towards the edge, I thought to myself, “One more step and the worries would end…” if only it was that easy.

It was record breaking temperatures on this July 4th day. Red, white, and blue filling up the stands. Fans and umbrellas protecting spectators from the heat of the sun. It was about game time and I was getting ready to take the field for the last home game. Butterflies in my stomach, but I had to tell myself “it’s just another game”. Even though in my heart I knew it was not just another game.

Well this year was a hell of a year. I mean, i didn't pass any of the semesters but i did observe a ton of stuff that went on in the class. The class in general was pretty lit. Every day went by and i honestly did some work. The class was ready to learn as mrs g was ready to teach. I mean yea we had some days were we didn't want to learn anything and there were also days when mrs g didn't want to teach. But ima be honest, doing the work we did wasn't in my best interest. Most of the projects we did in class i worked on, but at the end i didn't end up liking how i did it so i wouldn't even bother turning anything in. like the obituary we had to write about ourselves. I liked the meaning behind this but honestly i didn't want to work on that because it just brought back memories of my friends that were killed.

The brain-dead seldom seem like they’re dead. The rise and fall of their chests is so convincing, the ventilator seems like an ornament rather than the single source of oxygen that keeps their hearts beating. Their skin is warm to the touch, and condensation clings to the inside of the catheter from the fresh streams of body-temperature urine. Despite how peaceful they look, their bodies are undergoing progressive autolysis, utter and massive self-destruction. Without the helm of consciousness, my father and all of the patients in his section of the intensive care unit seemed adrift in a tiny boat on a wild, infinite sea – yet unconcerned about finding their way back to

Lurid means vivid and unpleasant. Lurid was a word on a weekly vocab quiz I took the week I first visited Simon’s Rock. Lurid was a word used casually (and properly) in a passionate discussion about a Rococo painting, The Swing, in an art history class at Simon’s Rock.

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