Persuasive Essay On Space Mountain

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.

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

“Ok where should we go first” my mom said. Since I was second to youngest at the time and I had four brothers, I couldn't choose the first two places. My impatient self wanted to be my turn since those choices that my brothers chose was “the worse choices of all time.” It was my turn and since I know the places by watching too much TV, I chose what my family and I wanted. Splash Mountain.Because one, it’s hot and it felt like a million degrees. Two, I wanted to test my parents courages to on a roller coaster. Going on the ride and my mom tricked me right before starting the ride. But during the ride, my dad screaming with fear and my brothers and I scream with joy. The splash of water was cool as ice but yet so refreshing from the heat in Orlando.

Imagine being in the front of the line standing next to your brother and he is exited and pumped and he can’t wait to get on one of the scariest rides in the Midwest. Your feeling sick and scared inside and trying you’re best not to show it. You keep saying “Don’t get on this ride.” You said ten times but you end up sitting in a cart right next to your bigger brother Hector. Right before you get buckled in your aunt Marci tells you to cover your eyes all the way through. I decided to do what I was told. The ride started move and I opened my eyes and it was going slow. I told myself, “this isn’t so bad.” Next we went up really high and then suddenly we went down so fast my eyes started to cry. I covered my crying eyes while screaming. We reached

It was the summer of 2011, I was shaking, nervous and afraid. I have never done something like this before. I could hear screaming above me and that just made it worse. I was about to go on a rollercoaster. I couldn’t believe I was about to go on something that I feared so much, but I trusted my friend that convinced me to go on it. I stood in line for what seemed like hours in the hot sun anticipating the ride. As I reached the front of the line, my muscles started to tense and my head started spinning. My heart was pounding out of my chest as I approached the ride. I sat down in the coaster and wiped the sweat off my forehead. My friend said he wasn’t nervous but I could see him biting his lip in fear. The ride slowly pulled us up the lift

At the end of the hill there was a projection screen in front of us and a figure of what I think was supposed to be an Egyptian god on the side. Then, all in an instant, the figure breathed fire and I could feel the heat radiating onto me, and the screen turned on and showed spiders crawling down it, like they were actually there. While this was all happening, the back of my chair spewed air very quickly onto my neck, making me tense up. (11) And then the scariest part of that section of the ride occurred.(13) The car backed up, and very quickly went backwards down a steep hill. After, the tracks turned the car around and the fast-paced excitement of the roller coaster began. We went up, down, side to side, and almost in every direction possible, all while in a small, completely dark dome shaped area. Finally, we slowly rolled up to the end of the ride and got out. After getting my mind back to normal, and out of its adrenaline rush, I looked at my mom and shouted, without being oddly loud, since I was in public, “That was so much fun!”

“I know right”, She replies. “So, are you ready to go down to six flags?”, My Mom asked.

I remember looking up at the monstrous ride and hearing the ear-piercing screams coming from the people above me. Just the sight of it filled me with fright. As soon as my dad asked if I wanted to go on it, I gulped and put on a brave fearless face and said, “Yes”.

I was shaking and I was so scared, I was at a huge rollercoaster in Michigans adventure. My friend and I decided to go to Michigan adventure in July, mostly because my friend wanted to go on the biggest rollercoaster they had. When we got there, my friend went straight to this roller coaster, It was huge and it had 8 carts, with 2 people fit in each cart. the carts were white and had red and orange flames on them. So after we decided to go on it, We sat on the first cart. My friend was right next to me she really wanted to go on it so I agreed with fear, but as soon as I sat on the rollercoaster I regret my decision. ’’Are you okay’’ she asked I nodded but I wasn’t okay I was really scared but I didn’t want to tell her because she was really

“I can’t wait for Disney!” I exclaimed. I saw Space Mountain in the distance and my stomach started to churn, and I had butterflies in my stomach. I knew I had to ride it, but I had always been scared of roller coasters. The ride looked scarier than Steel Venom at ValleyFair.

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

“Hi Mommy,” I grinned enthusiastically, breaking the awkward silence. I was excited to tell her all about my day at school. When she went to respond, I realized my third sign. She turned around in the driver’s seat to face me, and I could see how puffy and red her eyes were. She just said,

I shook my head, but my dad picked me up and took me in line with my aunt right next to us. At first it was hard for him to pick me up, but he had somehow managed to take me in the line. I looked back at where my mom was standing and where my sister was whining that she could not go. I then tried to get down, but it wasn’t working. I didn’t understand why he wanted me to go on that ride so bad, but I was guessing it was because it might be a ‘once in a lifetime opportunity’ or just because it was scary and I hated scary rides. I thought I would definitely stick with the second possible theory. After fifteen minutes of waiting and wailing, which was not so fun, especially after watching the ride go a couple of times and hearing the screams-we reached the front- where I dreaded to be.

“That’s fun,” my mom said encouragingly, but she was giving my dad “Be careful, you know he’s fragile” look.

As we walked to the pier in california adventure I could see all the humongous rides surrounding me making me feel like a mouse in a corn field. I could smell the excitement pouring out of people. I can also hear the screams from the people on the ride passing by me as I walk by. I could tell my uncle was planning on trying to get on a ride and bringing me along.