Personal Narrative: My Visit To Six Flags

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I will never forget when I went to Six Flags at the age of 16. I decided to ride the ride they called Scream. I was a little heavier than I am now so when boarding the ride my brother had challenged me to a fifty dollar bet which we both would have after two weeks of allowances. We both shook hands and agreed to get on the ride and whoever was the most scared or vomit would have to pay the other person. We decided to purchase Lemonade which taste like some fresh squeezed lemons and was sweet like a piece of candy. I had sweat dripping from my forehead as If I had been working in My Grandfathers farm all day feeding the cattle. Boy did that lemonade quench my thirst. It was the middle of May and boy was it hot. I couldn’t wait to get on the ride to feel some breeze. The wait lasted about thirty minutes and seemed like forever. When I turn came to board the ride we were happy, tired, and ready. We pulled the top down to lock us in the seats. After a few minutes when everyone boarded there was a message given over the loud speaker of the do’s and don’ts while on this ride for the next few minutes. The lead person came around and checked everyone …show more content…

The ride went side to side like a see saw and up and down. We also were upside for a few seconds. I started saying what I thought was my last prayer and asking God for forgiveness. I just knew that my last day on earth would be at six flags. I begin to hear the ride slow down and the lead guy start announcing and thanking us for riding. I started saying Thank You Jesus!!! I got off the ride and immediately started to vomit and hyperventilate. I told my brother of my troubles and he begins to sob also knowing he could have lost me. He decided to say the bet was off and we hugged each other and Thank God again. We decided to leave we had enough excitement to last a

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