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Personal Narrative: The Ride

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The Ride Today, my family and I went to Kings Island and we made it through the exhausting car ride..We walked into the park and we were started looking for somewhere for a roller coaster to ride like the small ,medium, big, and huge I wanted to go on a medium kind roller coaster. We roamed around a little going around checking all of the places to eat, little games to play, and the huge rides they have. I said to my dad “ There's a lot of places to eat here.” he and said “I wonder why it’s always packed too.” I tried to figure out why but I just forgot about it and we went looking around some more until we find the perfect ride We found the ride we want to ride but I don’t know if I want to ride it though I wanted this ride to

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