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Roller Coaster Ride-Personal Narrative

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The one thing I refused to do as a kid was ride roller coasters. I hated them. I hadn’t ridden one, but just looking at them I would be petrified. We were sitting at home watching TV when my mom informed us that we were going to Universal the next day. I excitement immediately struck me, thinking about all the things we could do, until I started to think about what would REALLY happen. I knew that my sister was going to pester me non-stop about riding one of those mechanical monsters. So, I decided it would be easier if as soon as we got there I tried to gather the courage to ride one. I lied in bed for hours trying to sleep, but to no avail, due to the excitement and nervousness about what would happen the next day. After a while I finally drifted off into refreshing sleep. In what felt like an instant my pillow was yanked out from under my head and my lights were turned on. “Wake up, we’re leaving in twenty minutes.” My sister screamed into my ear. Twenty minutes of rushed preparing later, and I was ready to go.

The car ride was long and boring especially because I was so nervous the entire time. Finally we pulled in, went through security, and bought our tickets. We decided to grab lunch first. After eating my dry fifteen dollar cheeseburger, my sister, just as I …show more content…

My parents agreed and we walked towards to the roller coaster, the walk was long and terrifying as I tried to make excuses to not ride this nightmare of a ride. Ten minutes later we arrived, and sadly, I had to ride it because I was to young to be left alone. We sat in line for about five minutes before reaching the front. I optimistically thought that I would be to short, so as I walked up and was asked to stand text to the measuring tool, I started to get excited thinking I would be safe, but sadly I was just tall enough. “Lucky you” I heard from the employee as I was walking over to the car, if only he

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