Personal Narrative-The Sooper Dooper Looper

How do I even start, I have never felt so terrified before it was life changing for sure and it was the only thing that made me cry from terror. For some of you wondering what the joker is it is not the villain from batman no it’s not. The joker is a roller coaster and don't get me wrong I love roller coasters but, this made me afraid if anything remotely close to it so in these brief paragraphs I will explain what the joker is and how it affected me.

I got myself seated with the seatbelt. Everything went planned until I saw the same evil creature facing directly at me. I then realised something was wrong. Horribly wrong. My face froze.

It was a sunny hot day, and the sun was burning me. I had butterflies in my stomach. when I got closer to my biggest fear, I thought more about whether or not I really wanted to do this. My sister and I slowly got in to the hot red seat and grabbed the burning and wet handle that would soon be protecting us in the seat that would bring us through the horrible, insane, terrible roller coaster ride called the deadly beast which i advise you should never ride. I was like a small little ant about to be face to face with the biggest animal out there.

Are you bored of regular roller coaster? Do you like haunted houses? If so come on down and try out the new roller coaster called haunted. The is supposed to be a scary and thrilling roller coaster for all of the passengers to experience. The ride is about three minutes long, and the average wait time to get onto the ride is about 15 minutes long.

Thus, when my friends wanted the Superman: Ride of Steel rollercoaster, a ride acknowledged for its incredible height of 205 feet with a 200-foot drop, I gathered my courage and decided to confront my fears. The first climb was almost painful; I felt as if hours had passed and I watched helplessly as the rest of the park seemed to shrink until I reached the top of the world. We started tipping over the hill while I thought of all the ways I could try escape, and then, we dropped. Throughout the entire two minutes of the ride, the fluttery feeling in my stomach never left, I felt as if my heart was pounding in my throat, and to this day, I still do not know how I made it through in one piece. Immediately after getting off of the ride, I felt uncomfortable and although I had faced my fears, I started to regret doing so.

Thinking and wondering why I agreed to go and I decided to never embark on that roller coaster again, then we departed and found my family at the picture booth. We searched for the picture of me and my sister when we found it. My mother and my sisters chuckled and made fun of the expressions on my face and how afraid I was. Then my family, including me, noticed the contrasts between me and my sister and how we reacted on Hades 360.

Survival is one of the most profound themes in The Glass Castle and is immensely influential throughout the entire novel. Jeanette even says that her life is full of ups and downs, “I lived in a world that at any moment could erupt into fire. It was the sort of knowledge that kept you on your toes.” (Wells pg. 34)

They present unreasonable danger to the children who wear them and to the other people walking around; also, they cause an unwelcome headache to stressed individuals trying to unwind. If we allow kids to continue to glide around lawlessly on these destructive little shoes, what will be next? Personal mini-airplanes for kids in the parks? Lions and tigers as pets? We must create responsible regulations for rollershoes, so that Doha’s kids and adults can continue to enjoy their leisure time safely and

I was legitimately terrified to go, I had not wanted to go on Hades 360 anymore. Then the roller coaster left and I was screaming, my sister said put your hands up so I did and then the roller coaster started climbing the hill, we reached the top, started to drop and I started screaming

so we went to go see a few characters. All of us stood in line for Sofia the First for about fifteen minutes until Sofia had to leave for a break. It was time for the Rockin’ Roller Coaster, just as before I was still very nervous. Even though I was scared they made me ride it anyway.

Sparks of excitement and stress exploded in my body as I opened the door. I took my first step to freedom then sprinted down the stairs almost tripping and falling flat on my face. I ran to nearest train station and hopped onto the back where i curled up in the corner waiting for the long road ahead. I didn’t know where this train was taking me and I didn’t know what I was going to do when I arrived

Throughout my modest proposal, there are many variations of satire used, and some are present more than once. Exaggeration is present in the case with the kid and his American History 101 test. The problem of something so miniscule in this world is dragged out to something so devastating that the kid can not get any sleep, his face turned pale and he could not walk right. The same form of satire is used in Becky’s problem relating to her prom pictures of 2017. She is so worried about a zit appearing on her face that she cannot think about anything else, and that thought consumes her brain every second of the day.

One was called “Bizarro. This is a roller coaster that goes seventy-seven miles per hour. It also has a two hundred and twenty one foot drop into an underground tunnel. Another ride was “Goliath”, an extreme roller coaster, that sends you up backwards almost two hundred feet, then lets you go; forward.

Depression is basically a monster, a pest, someone that toys with you until you can’t stand it anymore. It’s one of my many demons; one of which I can’t shake. The shadow that walks with me and tries to end my life. My number one

As we walked inside the dirty, salt stench, of a theme park, My sister started going nuts wanting to ride everything. My parents told her to wait a minute while they got themselves situated. Finally the part of the trip I was dreading the most, the part where I had to go ride the blue streak. The line wasn 't too long so we decided to go. I sat in the car with my sister, which by the way was a little bigger then me, so the bar that came across our lap only went up to my stomach.