Disney World-Personal Narrative

Narrative

It was a humid, hot Florida day. I was on vacation with my dad, grandparents, my aunt and uncle. We were on our way to Disney World! I was so excited. As soon as we arrived, I knew it was going to be a great day. We were greeted by Mickey Mouse, I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Once we got into Disney World I was only focused on the enormous rides scattered all around the park. I got overwhelmed with joy. I was very disappointed to hear I couldn't go on all of them because of my height and age. But there was one big one I could go on, The Power Tower. I pulled my dad all the way across the park to the ride. I was so excited to go on a big kid ride. The line seemed to be the longest line i've waited in in my life. I got to the front

My palms were sweaty. My hands were shaky. As soon as we got all buckled in I knew this was going to be as great as I thought it was gonna be. I heard a low, long whistling sound. The ride shot up faster than I ever could have imagined. I was scared. Maybe even terrified. When the ride got to the very top I could see the whole entire park. It was breathtaking. I was no longer scared. I was amazed by how big the park actually was. It looked like it took up the whole world from where I was. After a couple seconds the ride started going back down. It was over. After me and my dad got off the ride he asked if I wanted to go again. He knew how scared I was. He thought I was going to say no. I said yes to show him I wasn't scared of the ride anymore. The second time was not as scary. I only went to see the amazing view of the whole entire park again. It was beautiful. I was shocked every time I saw the view. All the other rides seemed so boring. I only wanted to go on the Power Tower. My dad was there right next to me every time I went. I could tell he was getting bored of it but, he was going for me. When the park started getting empty the view wasn't as great as the times before. I realized why I liked the