Personal Narrative: Six Flags

One summer, my friends thought it would be a great idea to go to Six Flags. Me, I thought it was a dreadful idea. I don’t like rollercoasters at all, so I found no point in wanting to go. But, they insisted I go with the group for fun. So, here I was, scared of rollercoasters and on my way to Six Flags. Go figure.

My family and I traveled to Six Flags this summer for a family vacation. Six Flags is located outside of Atlanta,Georgia. While traveling to Six Flags we stopped at the Birmingham Zoo. when going down the Goliath,I panicked and started to scream.We rode another roller coaster and my fear became more magnified. We also rode the bumper cars and my brother ran into me. We didn't want to spend our summer patrolling the neighborhood on our scooters. We also went because we didn't work interfering with our family time. We wanted to go somewhere fun and exciting. While dinning at our vacation this summer we saw a chef chopping vegtables. The weekend we went to Six Flags qualified as a vacation.On our trip to Six Flags my brother interfered with

Deciding to be the dare devils that we thought we were, we went on the Rock Bottom Plunge which is the supposed scariest ride. It also happened to be one of my favorite rides. As we approached the ride, I could hear the blood curdling screams of the current riders. The line was quite long, but I knew that it would be quick since the roller coaster went really fast. To pass some time, I decided to take a look around and see what we should ride next. Before you knew it, it was time to ride the Rock Bottom Plunge. After picking out our seats and “listening” to the muffled safety rules, the ride began. I could feel the fluttery feeling in my stomach as the ride went up to the mall’s ceiling. I felt relief as the ride finally reached the top. Much to my dismay, that relief quickly ended as the ride decided to quickly drop. The rest of the ride was like a blur after the drop and before I knew it the ride was

As I got ready to run, and jump off, Alyssa began to chant a count down, “5, 4,3,2,1!” I took a big gulp and started to charge forward I stopped just before I had to jump off. "I can't do it" I thought to myself. I couldn’t get over the fear of getting hurt. I’ve seen videos where a person cliff jumping landed in the water the wrong way, and got severely hurt. I just kept replaying that same video over, and over in my head. “Take a deep breathe, take a few steps back, and run and jump,” Alyssa shouted. “There's only one way down,” she said. I began to start taking slow steps back inhaling and exhaling. She suddenly began to chant again, I put myself in ready position “3, 2,1!”. “I’m just going to do it I'm not even going to think about it” I thought to myself. “Go!” she

As I get out of the car, I hear a girl screaming in the distance. Hearing such a noise instantly made me feel a chill go down my spine. As I walk against my own fear, I approach an overwhelming sign that says “Welcome to Six Flags over Texas”. My mother looks at me with a huge smile, reassuring me that there is nothing to be afraid of. Being only 8 years old at the time, I was a very hyper and ecstatic kid. Going against my own fears, I timidly rushed to the entrance. As I stood there before this monstrosity of amusement, my jaw was on the floor with astonishment. Leaving me in a state of shock,I could only slowly walk in with aw, and marvel at what was before me.

This is one day I will remember forever was my first time riding on the Bullet in Kemah. We arrived at Kemah Boardwalk, I heard music and people screaming, but the only thing i heard was the shaking and rattling wood from the roller coaster, the Bullet. i had wanted to go on that ride since the last time i went, and they said i was to short. but today i might be tall enough.when we got through the long line my mom and dad were paying for tickets.and i went over to the rusty pole where it said you must be 48in to ride the rides. i got on and my dad came over and i saw that look were his eyes widen and face squinted. My dad said in a low voice ‘’sorry honey your 3in off.’’

My heart pounded as my feet gradually left the safety of the grounds and began its ascent on a ladder that rattled on every step. Sweat formed in the palms of my hands while my gaze remained transfixed to the ground. In my mind’s eye, I envisioned myself landing with a splat on the ground. This was my first time at White Water, Six Flags. At first, when my cousins invited me to the trip, I presumed that in the worst case scenario, I would face a roller coaster; I can stomach that as long as there were seat

As my sister Beth and I raced to get our tickets for the Hudsonville Fair, I saw the ride that we were heading to. It was the largest one there and I couldn’t wait to go on it. It was called Freak Out and I knew it was about to be my favorite one. After we received our yellow wristbands, we ran to get in line. As we approached, we saw there was no one else waiting. We ran through the vacant waiting area and went up the steps. After the man allowed us on, we waited a bit for other people to possibly join. I sat in my seat, hoping that no one else would come so it could just be us. Thankfully, no one did and the ride began. I swayed my legs in anticipation and finally, the ride began. As the momentum built up, I began to feel butterflies in

Mio picked up his phone and opened up the music application, and pressed the shuffle button before placing it back into his pocket. The lyrics were slightly muffled through the fabric, but he could hear them clear enough. He smiled, leaning back in the armchair, this is my favorite song, he commented, noticing that the goo in the corner seemed to be collapsing along to the rhythm of the song. His smile faltered slightly as he thought about just how blue it was: deep, drinkable, and dark as the bottom of the well where he’d fallen down as a kid and gotten stuck for days, eyeing the sky through its reflection in the water as he pulled his knees to his chest. He’d always been scared of drowning and heights ever since then. The mass undulated. Mio shuddered as he felt a nausea rise in his lungs, that slowly swelled to encompass his entire

Currently at the end, half-way around to the other side. Only having one hand on, as my other hand was reaching to grab the bar, was when the scare happened. As the aero-car jerked, my body went forward towards the edge, but was quickly pushed back. Knuckled were pale from gripping the bars, as was my face, or so I was told. Tears began to well up in my eyes, body shaking and lungs gasping for air. The event reminded me why the fear of heights existed with me, and made the fear worse when it was beginning to get

I was always scared of roller coasters, something about them made me feel weird inside. I would go to Great America with my friends and wait outside the rides that were scary for me. I never really thought about getting on any rides that dropped at the speed of lightning and loops that make your stomach flip upside down twenty times. I would just sit down and watch the rides as they dropped. That was until one day, my friend told me “Close your eyes I’m taking you to somewhere that’s fun.” I didn’t know what she meant by that but I did what she told me to do. She also covered one of my ears I didn’t know why. “Open your eyes Steven.” I did and at that moment my mouth dropped. I tried running from the line but it was too late. My friend had made me get in line for the scariest coaster in the park. It was named “Flight Deck” .The seats were empty and the small gates opened. She pushed me into the seat and locked me in as fast as she could. I heard the snap which meant the seat was

My hand slipped off like i had water on my hands.I landed on the pad that my friend moved over. I stood there thinking how can i do it better. I walked away so my friend can have a turn,I wiped the sweat off on me. Michael made it.I tried again. “Let's go find a different wal and come back to that one” Katie,the coach said. I felt like I wasn't good enough i looked at the ground for a couple of seconds thinking to myself “one more try?” I said looking at Katie with my head tilted like a do. “Sure i guess but i'm going to find a wall” Katie said. “Ok” I said back to her. I put my hand on a rock and took a deep breath “wait” my friend said. “Want some advice”My friend said when she saw me looking back at her.”I guess” I said walking a few steps away from the rock climbing wall. “Sometimes I pretend there something i really want,Also my old coach told me that close your eyes and imagine yourself up there already when you're about to climb and finally when i'm up there i say in my mind that i can do it.” my friend says taking a breath and looking

The wind was caressing my face, leaving the tears on my cheeks dry. I hoped the ride would end soon and prayed for an emergency break. It was the roller-coaster they call life and there was no way to unbuckle my seatbelt. There were multiple ups and downs in my life, some reaching the ozone layer and others touching the very middle of Earth’s core, but how could I be so pessimistic? It was time to keep from closing my eyes each 70 feet drop from the peak of the roller-coaster. I had found a way to overcome my obstacles and achieve what was on the other side of fear. I completed my goal of getting over such a temporary feeling of anxiety. I wished to not have theatre arts as an elective of mine, do a presentation for my peers, and not eat in front of others. It was an ongoing cycle but the fact that

I started feeling confident as I waited in line. Finally the moment arrived where I took my seat on the coaster. At this point my anxiety and fear came rushing back all at once and my blood even seemed to boil. I realized though if I didn’t do this now I probably never would. So I pulled the bar over my stomach and tried not to puke.

After three hours of being stuck in traffic and one hour of line waiting we finally made it inside the exciting world of Six flags. My right cheek was still marked with the shape of the hard metal piece from the car seat. Everyone was rushing to enter except me, and this was because I was really nervous to go inside, it was my first time there and I was completely terrified of heights. So why was I there? Well let’s just say I believe that it is always good to take new risks, to experience new feelings. I saw everyone rushing to the first ride, while I was still trying to see how high the superman roller coaster was but the infrastructure of the sign did not allow me to see more than SUPERMAN.