Personal Narrative-The Rollercoaster

As hearts race, butterflies flap in the stomach, breathing builds up, a feeling senses as the eyes wide open, is it the same for fear and excitement? Stephen King compares roller coaster to being mentally ill because watching a horror film creates a feeling of fear. King states, “Which is not to say that a really good horror movie may not surprise a scream out of us at some point, the way we may scream when the roller coaster twists through a complete 360 or plows through a late at the bottom of the drop.” They are those rush feelings that give you the energy to run or to fight them. The only difference is the exhale.

As we made our way towards the front of the line my fear grew steadily. I was thinking to myself I got this, I can do this, but at the same time thinking what was I thinking, I can’t do this.

Fear can be a pleasurable experience such as riding a roller coaster, watching a horror movie or climbing treacherous mountains. Roller coasters use fear for pleasure by using the senses of falling and traveling at uncontrollable speeds to produce a rush of adrenaline. People use horror movies to stimulate fear which in turn creates pleasure due to the fact that the fear is in the confines of safety, typically only producing goose bumps or a slightly increased heart rate. Mountain climbing differs from

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

I have this fear that causes my body to shake. When I think about it, my skin becomes pale and cold. It’s death speeding through my mind. Once I have seen these monstrous roller coasters, the only thing in my mind was fear. Knowing that I’m afraid to go on these rides, I didn’t want to look like a fool in front of my friends. My mind is thinking of deadly thoughts. My palms were sweaty and I was twitching like a fish. I was petrified of heights.

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.

Never wear sunglasses when riding a rollercoaster. Once upon a time I was in love, and when she dumped me, I took it hard. My heart sank like a bottomless pit, my Adam’s apple filled with air, and my smile ceased to exist. This was the most horrible day of my life … then I lost my favorite sunglasses. Only a sane person would ask, how I could love my sunglasses more than a girl. These were no ordinary sunglasses, they were Maui Jim Makaha sunglasses, and they were polarized. I wore them everywhere, they never left my sight.

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).

A time in which I tried something new was roller coasters. It was August 9, 2015 my brother, sister, and me packed our bags thinking we were going to our grandparents, yet did we know we were on our way to Branson. We pulled up to a hotel, that was when we finally noticed we were nowhere near our grandparents house.

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

My hands were sweating like a waterfall. My knuckles were white from how hard I was holding on to the handle. We kept going up and up, until the ride stopped for a second. The next few seconds were terrifying. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. There were loops after loops, but then I stopped screaming. The ride was still going but I wasn’t screaming. I was enjoying the ride. The last loop came around and the ride came to a complete stop. I looked over to my friend and we both just started laughing our heads off. We rode the ride six times in a row! After that, I got on every coaster in the park. I had gotten rid of the fear. Now that I think about it, I remember the the reason I was so scared of roller coasters. When I was seven, my parents and I went to DisneyLand. We went on this huge ride named “Matterhorn bobsleds.” During the ride, these two huge monsters came out and I got really scared. But what I learned is that fear can be tolerated and can be

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

Click!Click!Click!AS the rollercoaster went up the mountain like a plane climbing into the air.As the rollercoaster climed up the mountain my fear grew. I could see the cave ahead.But little did I know that that cave we were going into was not the end of the ride.”Are we almost done,” I said in a scared voice to my mom.

I remember when I went to six flags I was scared to ride roller coasters. I would walk around watching my family getting on roller coasters having fun while I stayed on the ground. Until my mom convinced me to get on one with her. At first I was sacred as the roller coaster was going up. But as it started to go down I felt a rush of excitement. After the first ride I could not stop; I got on ride after ride.

The first thing we got on was the bumper cars and I was extremely excited to drive. I got into one bumper car with my father and my sister got into one with our mother. Anna, my younger sister, was a bit sad because she wanted to drive and my mother said that she was too young to drive. Later that day she told me that she wish she had gone in the bumper car with our father instead of our mother. The next ride we went on was the ferris wheel. I’m acrophobic. But my fear of heights isn’t huge. What I mean by that is, even though I get scared it’s also exhilarating. I don’t really know how to explain it but it’s like a thrill. Like I’m scared but happy at the same time. As I said I can’t explain it but that’s what I felt when I was on the ferris wheel. Anna kept leaning over to look down but my father pushed her back and told her to stop. Apparently, a child did that before and fell a year or so earlier. I don’t know if that was true or not due to the fact that my parents would always lie to us to keep us safe. My mother was on the other was so terrified she