We started about halfway and slowly went higher and higher every time we went. It was my turn to go and I was going on one of the smaller tubes that we had. I started a quarter way down the hill because I was not ready to go down from the top like my siblings. I gave myself a push and off I went. I was having so much fun with the cold wind on my cheeks and was laughing the whole way down until I got some snow in my eyes that limited my vision.
It was more fun than I thought. I thought that I was going to die at the launch. If I did not buckle my seatbelt and they did not check it I think I would not fall out because the lap bar locks while they are checking you. I was so scared in line that I cried in the drag racing car a lot. I had a good laugh out of it because of how scare I was before, and because my cousin said that the grown up that he was sitting by was swearing the whole time, and my cousin also said that if the person that sat next to him would be like did you just ride that without screaming in fear to me.
A few seconds later the coaster car tipped the screaming strangers down a tall hill before tossing them back up another. Already I was interested. I begged my younger sister Savannah to ride it with me, as well as my mom. As we stood in line my heart beat fast and my stomach flipped around like an excited puppy. Soon I was boarding the car, excited and nervous at the same time.
Once I had received my bike off to the parking lot I was. BMX stunts were the only thing on my mind. And I was ready to attempt one, “X-Games here I come” I chanted while popping a wheelie my back-tire gliding while my front wheel was forward. Soon my escape was over what felt like hours of thrill in my head, was over in a blink of an eye. My front tire came crashing down in the gravel making crumbling noises then a chilling fear came over me and I froze.
We went around the track a couple more times and each time we would hit the dip the little boy would try to get as close to me as possible in that tiny little seat. When the ride was over I unbuckled the seat belt and the young boy stood up and tried to find the closest way out. My friend and I were walking down the stairs to exit the ride when I heard “Thank you so much for letting him ride with you!” “You are welcome, I had fun and hopefully he did too”, I responded as we were walking away. I wasn’t able to stop talking about what had happened for the rest of the night. The reason for that had to be because I learned something.
Some hair flew into my mouth, and I decided to free one hand and pull the hair out. Worst decision ever! I fell off the swing and banged my head on a tree root. I felt weak, sleepy almost. My eye was swelling up, my face was bleeding, my ears were ringing and I had this pain in my abdomen.
I was so hyped that I finally learned Snowboarding. After all those years only going on small hills on my heel edge, I finally was doing toe edge. We went up the hill for a couple of more runs, and just like you already know we got on the chairlift and put on our bindings once we got off. We went all the way to the right side of the hill and carved down the soft snow. While I was going down, my board hit a small ice ball and my board caught an edge and I landed hard on my butt.
But, he still left me over the top of the mountain. It was hard getting down as I was fallling so many time and rolling over with that board. Later in few hours I finally did find my friend and he asked me if I wanted to go on the tride and I said that I would me more than happy
Once when I went biking I rode down an unpaved road and sprained my ankle my friends helped me get back home. When I crashed my friends came immediately to me asking if I was okay. Also, they stuck with me the whole way and carried my bike back since I couldn’t. Through bringing me back home and carrying my bike for me my friends showed that friends stick together and help each other. Another example is when my friends and I went to West Edmonton Mall Waterpark.