Ride-Personal Narrative

Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment read white letters on top of an electric blue cover. My fingers grazed the lamented face of the book. I found myself falling back onto a brown leather couch in an uninhabited and silent house. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of wind running through the trees in my backyard, and my accelerated heartbeat as I looked at this new book. I opened it up daring to step in a world foreign to me. The thin paper pages were covered with a plethora of words. From there on I couldn’t tell you anymore. I was lost on a guided tour in my own imagination. I was lost in with the flock of bird kids who never met their parents. I was lost in the fight for survival as a group of mutant children with 14 foot wings

“All forces to Star Tours!” Pascal the head security guard at Disney’s Hollywood Studios yelled to his fellow authorized guards.

When I was 13 years old I went to school in Waycross,GA. I went to Waycross Middle School. My school was one of the top schools in Waycross. I was 3rd in my class, and I had all A's and B's.

Have you ever been in a situation where you didn’t think you could do it? Well I have many times and I’m going to write about a time during Rodeo when I didn’t think I was going to be able to do well in goat tying.

I am a piece of clay, just as every person is. We are not just any kind of clay, though, we’re that special molding clay that never dries out. Because of this, we are constantly molded by almost everyone and everything surrounding our lives. At the beginning of life, we are molded by the hands of loving parents, but once we leave that safe-place, we are on our own. At that point, we can be tossed, slammed, poked at, and sometimes even ripped apart. One important event in my life that molded me and has helped make me the person I am today was my first roller coaster ride. Amusement rides don’t usually change a person’s life, but the first time I went on a roller coaster, I found myself stepping off the ride as an entirely different person. Most people conquer their fear of heights or fast-moving vehicles on thrill rides, but instead, I conquered the one thing most people are terrified to face. Something that’s more horrific than monsters and demons, and that is yourself. For me, the ride was more of a journey than anything. From the beginning to the end, I learned a

The Ride is the story of the heinous and gruesome murder of ten year old, Jeffrey Curley, a case that is familiar to many in the Massachusetts area. The book works its way from the grisly crime to the years afterward. It focuses on the family of Jeffrey, heavily weighted on the life of Cambridge Firefighter Bob Curley, Jeffrey’s father. Charles Jaynes and Salvatore Sicari, both from Jeffrey’s neighborhood were convicted of the murder. Within this essay I will demonstrate from The Ride the relationship between reporting and suffering that may have been brought on for the crime victims of this case, the relationship between the victim profiles and the victim family profiles, the role in which the family may have played in the

The horse ride changed mike's opinion of his horse and himself because at first the was some trouble with getting him on the horse,but once he got on he started to enjoy himself and realize that just because he has a disability he doesn't have to limit himself.according to paragraph 1 it states how he felt or his opinion of getting on the horse. "No, stop it, I don't want to!" I yelled. Some of the horses in front of the barn looked at me, and all of the people stared, but I didn't care. Not being a sweet little angel like the disabled kids they show on TV is what gives my life meaning. I raised the volume of my voice enough to send birds flapping out of the shade trees. "You have no right! Isn't this supposed to be a free country?".

“Are you sure that I am allowed to go on this ride?” I said with a questioning look on my face. The questioning look made my dad think the way I was thinking. “I’ll go and check.” I said as I dashed toward the old measuring system they had at Knott’s Berry Farm in each ride. I stood with my shoulders and head down while I was hoping that I wasn't tall enough. Two pieces of the paint on the system fell on my head like drizzling sprinkles on ice cream. Even with my shoulders and head down, I was still five inches taller than I was supposed to be.

Last year I started a new sport, cross country. I only did it because my lacrosse coach said that it might help me get better for lacrosse. So I went to the first late summer practice last year to see what this was like, so then we did warm-ups and a lap around the track. Then it was the first time I met coach Chase, My first impression of him was going to be very strict, But soon realized that this was false because of one of the first things he said. He said “I know there are a lot of nerves here right now, but cross country isn’t about winning every race, that comes later” then continued with “Cross country is about showing what you can do to yourself.” This struck me very hard because I was not that fast and was near the back. Through that fall the team did very well, I also made some progress myself. After the season was over I made a decision.

There are many things that I have learned, and many are worth mentioning. One in particular is when I was learning how to ride my horse. In order to do this you need to have dedication, balance, and you have to respect the animals. If you don't have these things you won't have a good connection to your horse, because they can feel your body language and smell your fear, pain, or if your happy. You're moods are transmitted to them if your nervous then they are also nervous and you dont want that. I am going to tell you of the time that i've been riding for a few years now, this was when I was around 8 years old (narration, flashback).

Over the summer of 2015 I went to my aunt’s quite a bit during the week. Sometimes when we would be going to the pool I brought my friend Hannah to my aunt’s house with me. There are other days when she just comes because I ask her. On days when she’s there my aunt would let me drive her side by side. My aunt has a large piece of land so it’s really fun. We did this days when she wasn’t there too. A side by side is like a glorified golf cart. I love driving it even if I have to bring other kids my aunt is babysitting. When it’s just Hannah and I it’s great.

I am a piece of clay, just as every person is. We will never be a set shape. Instead, we are molded. That molding depends entirely upon what molds us. At the beginning of life, we are molded by the hands of loving parents, but once we leave that safe-place, we are on our own. At that point, we can be tossed, slammed, poked at, and sometimes even ripped apart. One important event in my life that molded me and has helped make me the person I am today was my first roller coaster ride. Amusement rides don’t usually change a person’s life, but the first time I went on a roller coaster, I found myself stepping off the ride as an entirely different person. Most people conquer their fears on thrill rides, but instead, I conquered the one thing most people are terrified to face. Something that’s more horrific than monsters and demons, and that is yourself. For me, the ride was more of a journey than anything. From the beginning to the end, I learned a lot about myself, my life, and who I wanted to be during the duration of what felt like years, but lasted only minutes.

I have been riding horses for years, ever since I was in second grade. I went to a camp and did a few lessons that year, and loved it a lot. However, I didn’t start doing lessons consistently until the summer after fourth grade. I began taking semi private lessons, either by myself or with another student, and graduated out of that after about a month and a half--apparently I was one of only a few people to have graduated out of that so fast. I moved up into group lessons and began to quickly excel. A few months after I started to fall behind again, and I entered a period where I didn’t really become any better. However, the year after I broke my hand only three months into my school year lessons and had to stop riding for six months. When I came back, it was almost like a fresh start, and I began to progress again.

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

I also remember the time when I got dropped off over your house and soon as I pull up I see your kids outside playing on the go kart. Instantly when I got out the car I hopped in the go kart and it was the worst thing I could have did that day. I’m heading down the street in the go kart and I was slowly approaching a main road. The go kart was going so fast, I couldn’t stop it. The reason why is because I had one foot on the acceleration then I tried to brake but I never removed my foot from the acceleration. Getting closer to the main street I look over and see a ditch so to make a long story short I ended up crashing the go kart in the ditch. You and your best friend said the way I reacted after I crashed the go kart reminded you guys of Mclovin from the movie Super Bad. Ever since that day you guys nicked name me Mclovin.