Personal Narrative: My First Roller Coaster Ride

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The warm summer sun beamed down on us. We had made it to the entrance of the ride and started walking through the empty line. I could hear the sound of screams as we got closer. We walked through all the gates and bars until we were at the front. I saw each different gate separating the rows of the ride. We decided to go on a row towards the middle of it. “Are you ready to go on your first roller coaster?” my mom said. “I think so.” I said quietly. Today was the day we were at Six Flags! I had been waiting for this day for so long and finally, we were here. We were at a ride called Batman. It was a big yellow and black roller coaster that allowed your feet to hang. I could see the people getting on and off the ride. We were getting closer and closer to the front. I felt more anxious and nervous as I waited. …show more content…

I felt every second go by. They were starting the ride now, the gate in front of us opened! We started to walk out. I stood at the ride frozen. I didn’t know what to do. Should I walk straight ahead and not go on? Or should I sit down? Thoughts were racing through my head. What if something bad happens? But, what if it’s fun? “Are you going or not” my mom says. Was I going? I thought it was too late now and sat down. I yanked my seat belt down as tight as it would go. I buckled it in and prayed I would like it. “All clear, enjoy the ride” I heard. It was starting. I had a sick feeling in my

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