Roller Coaster Ride
I had never been on a real roller coaster. Fear of speed, fear of heights: They just weren't for me. The closest I had ever got was a kiddie-coaster when I was six. It was probably six feet tall, but I had it stopped even before we got up roller to the first slope.
So today I just waited for my friends while they took the 53 mph roller-coaster-riding. As they stepped off the ride, they all tried to persuade(说服)me to follow them onto the next one.
"Come on, Lisi!" Jennifer said, "You're so boring! Just come with us!"
"It's not that scary, "added Jackie, "I'll sit next to you."
Look! This is the slowest ride in the park!" Christina pointed out.
Finally, I gave in and agreed to get on the roller coaster, although I still wasn't sure. Of course everyone had come out alive so far, but you never know what will happen.
As we stood in line, I got more scared. "It looks really big from down here," I worried out loud. Finally, we reached the front of the line. I sat in a seat with Jackie and said that I would not let go of her hand until we were safely off the ride.
As soon as we started moving, began to scream and held Jackie's hand tightly. We started to climb the slope toward the highest point of the ride.
WHOOOOSH!
It felt as if something had broken. We started falling fast. The wind blew hard and it seemed like my face would blow off. I screamed so loud that I couldn't hear myself anymore. Oh my gosh, we weren't going to stop! I knew it. This had been a terrible idea. I closed my eyes, never stop- ping my scream.
CLUNK!
The ride came suddenly to a stop. opened my eyes. We were back where we started! I hadn't died! I stepped off the ride, tired and dizzy. My friends looked at me, searching for my reaction.
"Can we do that again?" I said in a low voice.
