The sun started rising on a perfect summer day. Today was October 18, 2013. I barely got out of bed and rubbing my eyes, I was tired and now annoyed at my clock for waking me up. I walked down the hall and stopped at the smell of French toast. Wait, I thought, I only have French toast on birthday mornings. Oh my gosh, I forgot it was my sister’s birthday. I rushed down the stairs trying not to wake her up. Today was the day I got to go where I had been wishing to go my whole life, Cedar Point.
The smell of French toast was strong in the air as I sneaked into the kitchen as quiet and spy-like as I could. I was planning on surprising my sister. “BOO!!” I yelled as I jumped out scaring my whole family, except my sister who I forgot was still
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I raced to the Top Thrill Dragster with my heart pounding in my chest like I was sprinting to my doom; the scary, horrible Dragster was standing tall before me. My heart was pounding hard in my chest now as my mom and I slowly entered the short line. I am a true daredevil at heart but even this started to intimidate me.
My mom usually likes rollercoasters but not the Dragster. She had tear-filled eyes as we finally reached the front of the line. We were the third car to go. After we were strapped in my mom started to feel her anxiety kick in because she was so scared. I was scared too, so it took a lot of courage to go on it.
Our car shot off really fast nearly giving me whip lash from how fast it starts off, and everyone tried to scream but too much air was rushing into our mouths. After what felt like less than a second, excitement was finding me. I felt so free so high up in the sky and being able to see everything below you. Our cart shot up at full speed and just as it reached the top; it started swooping down as fast as a bullet. As I clung tight to the sides our car rapidly raced down to the ground. To soon the rollercoaster was coming to a graceful stop. I actually enjoyed the ride that I thought was going to be my last. As I stepped off I muttered, “Can I go again?” Being the daredevil i am i had to ride it one last time before the day of excitement was
So after our visit to Cedar Lake we set off on our way to the badlands. Now this isn't going to be like the kind of story where i talk about our amazing time their and skip all the driving. This is about the trip their and the many of complications but many of miracles. Our trip to the badlands is one of the most inspirational parts of this entire book. Their are many of places and times when God really reveales himself to us and shows us his great mercy.
We started descending down the hill at a rapid speed, fast and faster, going up and down over bumps. As we started going down I could feel myself almost standing because of the bar, great I could potentially die if I don 't follow the rules. Instead of just letting myself stand I forced myself in with my elbows in my hips and my hands on the bar pushing me down. When the ride stopped panic arose in my parents voices. “Morgan where are you !”
For the extra credit assignment, I decided to visit Cedar Key. I chose Cedar Key because it is the closest coastal town to Gainesville. During my visit to Cedar Key, I explored the charming city center. I also visited the state park which contained a museum and the Whitman home which allowed me to learn more about the history of Cedar Key.
“Tell me dear, what is fear?” Bum bum “Distracting.” I replied to the woman with blonde hair. Her heart beat pounding in my head. A heart beat so like mine.
Then you turn at what seems to be a 90 degree angle to avoid the cliff. Luckily, you are safe, but the rattlesnake isn’t, he fell off the cliff! Looking back at the falling snake you don’t realize that you are about to hit an inertia jerk as you come to a slow pace and reenter the log cabin. Thanks for riding the rattlesnake, we hope you enjoyed your ride. We remind you to take safety precautions every time you ride this roller coaster.
I woke to to the smell of bacon. I assumed that Jenna had breakfast already made, as she always does. Bacon and eggs, every Sunday. I walk into the kitchen,
I waited in line with my friends as I decided on whether or not I should go on it. I went along with it, and rode the ride. I started to freak out before the ride finished going upward at the beginning, but by the end my voice was all warmed up from screaming. Stepping out of the ride, my legs were all jittery, and
Mia said. Click, click, click, click, click, click. “It started again.” Travis said. The Rollercoaster went up and down and had twists and turns and as it came to an end.
“Okay,” she began. “Me, you, uncle D.J., auntie Tiffany, and their two kids are going to Six Flags!” I was so happy, I felt like a dog who just got a new, big bone for Christmas. But then grief struck me: Six Flags has roller coasters, and I’m afraid of those things. But instead of telling this to
Cedar Point vs. Kings Island Would you like to be launched 420 feet in the air at 120 mph? Well, you will only find that ride at Cedar Point. The closest thing to it at Kings Island is only 230 feet tall and goes a mediocre speed of 80 mph.
Just when we got up close to the front my heart started beating a mile a minute. I was scared, I wanted to go back and not do this. Though I knew waiting 2 ½ hours couldn’t be for nothing so I rode the coaster. It was extremely fun and fast. I loved
We started that jam-packed day with the Batman rollercoaster. The coaster was amazing with its numerous loops, twists, drops, and confrontational speeds. Coasters have never bothered me with heights. After enduring quite a few of rides, it was almost the end of our day. We made our way into the last section of the park and there it was: the most horrific ride of them all.
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.
When the ride started I had enormous, nervous smile on my face and a shaking Chihuahua bodie. As there my siaster and baby siter where the all fine. The ride started out not to bad, but when we made the first turn, all I
“You’re next…” The horror creator, as the legends say, was filled with mysteriousness; so mysterious that people tried to hunt for him yet none of them ever come back; some say he only appears during the night stalking people, making the victims have a trauma for their lifetime. However, he was only a mystical creature; we knew nothing about him; whether he exist or not; whether he is a bad person or not. I was a type of a guy who wouldn’t believe in such urban stories; this soul is created just to make children behave themselves.