My Life Like A Roller Coaster Ride

I believe life is like a roller coaster. From the moment you are born, to the last breath you breathe; you are on this crazy ride called Life. Life has an up-hill climb, ups and downs, it’s fun and terrifying moments, and those parts where you want to scream because of the thrill or throw up because of the fear. But, either way you look at it, once the ride is over, I am certain we would all beg to get one more ride. Therefore, I compare my life to a roller coaster ride. At the start of my roller coaster ride, it begins with a long up-hill climb. This is the beginning of my life; the day I was born (December fourteenth nineteen ninety-nine). This is the part where everything is simple and my parents are always there every step of the way to catch me if I fall. This is the stage where I learned how to walk

I began to see the twists and turns up ahead. This is the part where I began to find out who I am and how hard and unfair life really is. This stage started when I turned fifteen and seems to still be continuing. For me, I found out the type of person I am with the friends I hang out with. I figured out that I am a very fearless and I like to live everyday as if it were my last. This age is a very tough age, or so everyone says. You try to fit in with the popular crowd in school, you try to make good grades while balancing what seems like seventy-five other things going on in your life, and you try to do everything and spend time with every one of your friends, because it is your senior year. Plus, you have homework and projects as tall as skyscrapers piled up at home. By this point, on the roller coaster ride, I feel as though I am out of breath and I cannot scream. I think to yourself, “There is no way on earth I am going to make it through this without passing out”, but then I know I will make it through the tough part of my roller coaster ride. Then, I see the fun part of the roller