Personal Narrative: My First Time Tubing Behind A Speedboat

It was a cool day in the Poconos Mountains, we had made a reservation to go white water rafting. The next morning we had to wake up extra early to eat breakfast so we weren’t late for our trip. When my parents said, “were going white water rafting” I thought we were going straight down to the river , but of course it wasn’t.

As the boat pulls up I quickly untie my boots and get onto the boat. As soon as I closed my left eye the cut opened up even more and then blood was gushing out of my face, everyone one on the boat is looking at me in a panic, I can't see how bad it is so I'm freaking out, there asking me questions like are you feeling dizzy? Are you feeling okay? but my head is just thrusting in pain.

The time I felt scared was when I was on the roller coaster called the Batman at Six Flags. I had already eaten some funnel cake before the ride so I was full. The smell of the funnel cake was so irresistible, even though, I knew I was going on this ride. The challenge was real because I was hoping that I wouldn’t throw up on someone. The ride was a lot of jerking with some quick and swift twist and turns. I was on the ride with my friend. We had already planned to go to the amusement so I was excited when the day came. I thought I was prepared. As the ride started off, everyone was laughing and cracking jokes and then there were silence followed by some loud screams. It was really hard but I was screaming too and my belly was dropping. That

It felt like a tsunami hit me in the back of the head, sending me into rocks and boulders. I am trying to get my feet in the safety holds, but it was too hard to do jumping around and crashing into everything. Then it seems to have ended, but I soon realize that it was like the eye of the tornado. I take this time to put my feet in the foot-holds, but I fear it won 't make a differenceI . We approach the final rock, and I try paddling around it. The current is too strong, and I go flying directly over it. My boat flipped over in mid-air, and I am submerged under the water for what felt like an eternity. I make it above the water, just to be hit by the boat coming in behind me. It knocked me right in the head, leaving a bruise. I am still grateful to this day that nothing worse happened, for if I were to be knocked out, I would have most certainly drowned. His boat sent mine down the river without me, while I was trying to stay above the water. A different person brought me aboard their boat and help me retrieve my raft. After that, we calmly continue on to shore, where we had food and soda set up for our pleasure. My parents then asked me where I got my nasty bruise, and to avoid my parents from exploding and getting mad at the person who gave me it, I innocently respond by saying, “What

Up until I was 12 years old I was absolutely terrified of roller coasters but during the summer before sixth grade I decided to face that fear. I stood on the sidewalk in front of the monstrous blue object with carts speeding back and forth. I heard the screams of many people as they fell towards the ground. The cart sped above me making a roaring sound. The water sprayed up behind them as the ride was finishing. All of a sudden everything closed in around me and all I could do is stare at the people going down. I was terrified of the roller coaster.

At the beginning of my sophomore year, August 2015, I fractured my left ankle. My second season of cross country had just begun. The whole team had a Saturday practice at Atlanta Memorial Park. We came to this park for a time trial. Not being able to run was going to be a challenge for me. I loved running, and seeing myself not run was going to be hard for me.

It took us about 4 hours to get to Toronto, Canada. Once we landed we ordered a car and was on our way to Ontario Canada. On the way we played music and played I spy. My dad parked the car at the cabin and we started to get our stuff out of the car. I walked in to see a nice cabin with maple wood and beautiful pictures. I took my stuff up to my room and then ran all the way down to the lake where I was on my knees looking down in the clear clear water. I could even see my reflection. I knew right from the start I was going to have a great time. It was

HONK! BEEP! SQUEAKK! Every which way of me, cars are honking and breaks are squeaking but I don’t care because I see it, the best amusement park ever… Cedar Point! For the longest time had I been asking to go here, the day has finally came.

You never know how helpless you are until you have a near death experience. One summer, when I was young, my family and I went to a water park. I didn’t know how to swim, but thankfully the majority of the park required no swimming ability. For one of the rides, I wanted to get out of my tube and jump around, but once I climbed out, I immediately sunk to the bottom. I tried to kick back up and just as my legs gave in, a lifeguard climbed in and pulled me up. I was grateful to him, but something was bothering me. I couldn’t save myself. That was the moment I decided that I was going to become a lifeguard someday to help myself and many others.

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. I began to panic which kept me from hearing my mom saying, “ JUMP!!! JUMP!!!” I was clueless to the fact that I was headed for a tree. Down the hill I went and straight into the tree. I hit eh tree at a slight angle which prevented my head from making contact with the tree, but meant that the entirety of the force was put on my inner left thigh. In the blink of an eye, I was on my back, in pain, and wanting to see my mom. Turns out she wanted to see me too. She fully ran down the side of the iced over hill in order to get to me without falling while my dad crept down the side. After making sure that I did not hit my head, They put me on a sled and carried me back to the

I have always been petrified of heights. This dates all the way back to when I would peer off the edge of the enormous playset in my backyard as a kid. Looking over the breezy, towering side, hands clammy, and mouth dry, it would send shivers down my spine. Growing older the similar feeling occured when being suspended high up in the air. I hope for one day to overcome this fear. The opportunity finally revealed itself in the summer of 2017. I would soon change my perspective.

A warm morning, sun shining with a slight breeze, and calm waters; the perfect day to learn how to water ski. I had never been water skiing before, I barely knew what it was, I was anxious to say in the least. I stood on the dock as my parents maneuvered the boat into the water, I’ve never been so uncertain. My family reassured me that everything would be okay as I was strapped up my life jacket. I stood on the edge of the boat, apprehensive, but I had to jump in the water, it was now or never.

I have gone zip-lining three times in my life and I find it very fun. Every time I go, it is very different. When I went to Kauai during the summer of 2013, I went zip lining in Lihue. We went to a forest, and went through a safety lesson prior to actual zip-lining. We were given a helmet, and a harness. When we first started to climb a ladder onto the platform, I was super nervous. My mom was too scared to go so only my dad and I went. There were 14 zip-lines, and 3 suspension bridges. The first zip-line had to be the scariest because I did not know what to expect. But, after the first one I wasn’t scared. The last zip-line was the best out of them all because it was the longest. The second to last one was the fastest,

The second day was even more fun! When we woke up we were so ready to get on the boat and do it again. We ate breakfast and went straight to the boat. When our friends told us about the lake they told us that the lake had huge cliffs. My sister and I had been dying to go cliff jumping. As we rode down the 68 mile long lake looking for some cliffs to jump off we enjoyed looking at the beautiful scenery. The water was so clear you could even see your toes when you looked down. Once we found the cliffs, we didn 't realize how high they would be. I think my sister and I were both a little nervous.

The bow crosses the finish line and the stroke rate goes down. My heart sinks in my chest I look around and see the other boats in front of ours and realize that we lost. We sit there a few meters after the finish line, and then, with our heads slumped, we start to row back to the dock. I feel a frustration building up in my head, as hit the water in anger. I hear other people in the boat mumbling how we should have won. When the boat hits the dock I climb out and put my shoes on. I pull the boat out of the water with my teammates. As we walk towards the trailer I think about how the whole boat thought the race was ours when we were at the starting line. I slam the boat down into