Personal Narrative: My Roller Coaster Ride

It was the only sound I could force out of myself. I was only eight years old at the time and had never been on a roller coaster, but the second my brown eyes took a glance at this sight, I knew this would be my first one. Twenty minutes from now, I’d be gliding at a vigorous speed, screaming at the top of my lungs while I rode The Loch Ness Monster. “I think I'm going to ride this one I declared. I was beaming I just couldn’t wait!

I have never really liked roller coasters. Unfortunately, I have come to the conclusion that life is very much like one. The first and only time I rode a roller coaster, I was ten years old and anxiously excited. I lack the precaution to remove my glasses before boarding a silly mistake, especially considering the beast in question is called “The Corkscrew,” a monstrous structure that, as the name indicates, loops up, down and upside-down in a giant corkscrew. I am calm while boarding and as the tangle of gears beneath us clicks and groans.

When he used the camera zoom, the strangest thing happened, he got smaller and smaller until the camera was several times bigger than he was. 11. The stubborn captain and his first mate weren’t about to turn back just because of a little storm but now it was too late. 17.

My very first time riding on one of these monstrous roller coasters gave me a surge of adrenaline. As the ride began, a lump in my throat beat like a removed heart prepared to walk a platform. As the ride picked up speed, the resistance from gravity developed against my body until I was not able move. A practically intangible delay as the wheel achieved the highest point of its climb enabled my body to unwind in a brief state of normalcy. At that point there was an ambush of stomach-turning weightlessness as the machine proceeded with its rotation and I slipped back toward the earth.

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.

First, We got to the orange entry gates of hurricane harbor and I asked my dad “ can we go to the beach after this and he replied “Yes we can but only if you and Jacob behave” and then my brother yelled “YES” so loud that I thought everyone in the amusement park heard him yell. S we got our tickets for the first ride, the hang glider ride. While I was waiting in line I watched how you have to strap onto a metal hang glider and it picks you up and spins you around. When I got strapped on my back felt very stiff but I wanted to go on it

Somehow everything that could have gone wrong did, the airline lost my luggage, I got lost on the streets of Toronto with a fellow student, when we went on a tour of the university of Toronto the director of admissions managed to hit me in the head with her folder not once but twice, and I managed to twist my ankle the first day. Even though all of that happened it was still one of the most amazing trips I had ever taken and I never stopped smiling. It was the first time I was able to see a place

For a 6-year-old, the lesson I was taught that day had no impact on me until now at the age of 16. I have never stepped foot on the ice again until one day, I was in the car with my mother running errands in Long Island. While listening to Christmas music, I began to think about Rockefeller Center. The beautiful, small ice skating rink I had always seen in movies and the grand Christmas tree lit up for all to see. I could only admire from afar, but then I thought, “Mom once mentioned how she wanted to roller-skate again.

I can’t ride in elevators or the window sides of buses. Overall, my phobia is completely

The pungent smell of manure would waft down the hallways as students walked to and from class, I was always late to school because I would get trapped behind tractors on the single lane highway, and there were always pickup trucks in the parking lot. That being said, I loved this school with all of my heart. Friday night football would always make the front of our small-town newspaper, our school spirit was incredible, I knew everyone in my high school by name, and the teachers had great relationships with the students. However, the second trimester of my senior year, everything changed.

And for some reason for each of us in the car, but my nanny was absolutely hysterical. I continued to do it till we reached Gatlinburg and after that trip my nanny would never go back on another one with us. Until, my brother and I are older, so we would not act like wild hyenas on a family trip

You get pushed down a worn wooden uphill path; shoved, kicked, and punched to get to an unknown destination. You look back at your family, but they’re at the bottom of the high incline, they leave you to fend for yourself. You feel every blow as you board a strange abandoned looking roller coaster, you board and suddenly a blind fold covers your eyes and your off before you can get buckled down. You start with a gasp, speeding through the rickety track fast and can’t slow down the rapid travelling cart as you fly up and down, hitting your head and body on each turn of the seemingly never ending track. Your family shouting from below tries to catch everything you drop and tries to help, but they don’t feel the blows, they don’t know the stress of the unknown, they don’t know how to help.

A while after, my mom and I went in search of more seats. This turned out to fruitless journey, because I refused to sit in any of them. So we traveled back up all those escalators and returned back to the balcony. Now tired of standing and just waiting for the game to be over, I decided to try and sit in the seats again. So, slowly and carefully I shuffled over to my seat and sat down and gripped the armrest tightly.

As I continued staring through the blue tinted window, Marcus, my second oldest sibling, kept pretending to throw Briar out of the window; Despite marcus’s size compared to the giant of my oldest brother, Briar still freaked out and would retreat to the couch before walking back to the window to gaze at the city. It was around that time when the carnival

He was indeed a super hero that could fly as quick as you could say “dog park” he was there. Unable to get in, he searched for his daughter. After 15 minutes of searching, he found her crying with her hands on the force field then he saw MR. JACK behind her carrying a bat about to knock her out! Kate 's father yelled “behind you!”