The roller coaster filled with people parked in front of me as my friend squeaked in excitement. The people on the roller coaster looked a bit dazed and scared at the same time. A cold sweat rolled onto my neck. I gulped nervously. My friend entered the roller coaster and I followed next to him. He looked excited and I was not. I grabbed the handlebar tightly as I could as the lever lowered down to secure us from falling off the roller coaster. There was no point in going back. The roller coaster started its engine.
“Hey! Want to ride that green roller coaster there?” my friend shouted over the noise of the green roller coaster going in an arc next to us.
I shrugged and went toward the roller coaster. I seriously was not thinking clearly to realize the danger I was in right now. My friend ran first, and I followed him at a slower pace. When I reached the roller coaster, the line was pretty long. My friend’s dad looked thoughtful as he decided what to do.
“I guess we should ride that roller coaster,” he said as he walked in the back of the line.
As I finally realized how scary the roller coaster was, I said with a gulp, “Umm. I am not sure we should ride that. We have lots of other things to ride on.”
“You’re not a scaredy cat, are you?” my friend taunted me with a smiley face. I don’t know how my friend knew how scared I was, but I guess it was the look in my face.
I clenched my teeth and decided to ride the roller coaster. After about 40 minutes of nervous thinking and shuffling feet, the roller coaster filled with people parked in front of me as my friend squeaked in excitement. The people on the roller coaster looked a bit dazed and scared at the same time. I shuffled my feet nervously. My friend entered the roller coaster and I followed next to him. He looked excited, and I was not. I grabbed the handlebar tightly as I could as the lever lowered down to secure us from falling off the roller coaster.
The roller coaster started its engine and went slowly forward.
“Hey! There is no road in front of us!” my friend shouted at one of the workers who controlled the roller coaster.
“You will see,” the worker said as he pressed a button with a big smile on his face.
The roller coaster zoomed forward with a mighty bang. It turned out, there was a road: a death drop road. I screamed on top of my lungs as we went about 90 degrees straight facing the ground. The wind almost tore my ears. I closed my eyes tightly as I could and thought about unicorns. The roller coaster lurched and went in a big arc that we saw earlier. I grabbed the handlebar as the roller coaster spun. The roller coaster went in a straight line slowly like a turtle compared to before. I sighed a big sigh and opened my eyes a tiny little bit. The sun was in my eyes. I blinked a few times and could see something in front of me. It was a road like a wall in front of us. Before I could realize what was happening, the roller coaster went again in the highest arc I had ever seen.
“What kind of roller coaster is this?” my friend shouted after the big arc as the roller coaster twisted and turned.
“Who cares. There is a big mountain of the road in front of us.” I said as the roller coaster went in 90 degrees toward the sky.
I had a little queasy feeling inside me. I wanted to get it out. Before I could think more about it, the roller coaster stopped.
“Phew!” I said as the roller coaster lurched. The roller coaster spun and spun. Everything after that was a blur.
The roller coaster stopped. It was one of the happiest feelings I ever had! The bar went up, and I tumbled out. I sat on the bench for a while as my friend asked to go on the roller coaster again.
“No more r.. roller coaster,” I choked out as my friend looked disappointed.
The queasy feeling inside me worsened.
“Got to go to the bathroom,” I said as I ran for my life.
The running only made it worse. There was a trash can in front of me. I ran as hard as I could. When I reached there, I puked over the trash can. Unfortunately, I puked on the trash can, not in the trash can. The worker who was cleaning the trash can next to me gave me a glare that would have fried a chicken’s leg without a single trace of the chicken.
I mumbled as quietly as I could that it was never my fault. I ran to meet my friend and his dad for another ride, promising never to ride a roller coaster that scary ever ever ever in my life. However, I would go on something like that if someone promised to give me at least 1,000 dollars when I ride one.
About the Author
Travis Lee is a fifth grader and student of Neha Jonnalagedda. He likes the Warriors book series.
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