Desriptive Essay-Sheikra

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Ever have mixed emotions? A feeling where your mind tells you to take a risk, while your gut tells you to chicken out. That feeling where butterflies haunt your stomach and your nerves become shaky. You get those chills up your spine, but they don’t come from the cold, it’s from the fear. You question yourself over and over while you listen to your surroundings, soaking up the squeals and laughter around you. Your body prepares itself for an unexpected, yet visible road ahead. You grin from ear to ear with excitement as an adrenaline rush paralyzes your body. As unique as you can imagine, this rush can only be felt during your experience of SheiKra.

Ever have your eyes fall out? I’m pretty sure this is what happened to me when I analyzed what I was about to conquer. Imitating a ‘shikra’ (an Asian - African hawk known to dive straight down for its prey) this roller coaster had exactly that-drops galore. There were 90˚ drops so precise that any protractor could determine and loops so circular that ‘pi’ would love. I approached the ride, after a mock and a push by my brother, and have to tilt my head all the way back to see its mighty height. This red and blue structure carried three rows of 8 passengers high into the sky, around turns and drops them straight down all at a speed of over two million miles an hour. I inhale a deep breath, and step through the gate, making my way through the maze of empty line ups. Since its August and the US school system had already begun, there are hardly anyone around. I can hear the loading and unloading of people up ahead and we progress closer and closer to the coaster station. The never ending maze begins to get progress into an indoor line up. Walking though feels like entering a dragon’s layer, where every step becomes echoed and every breath can be heard. I begin to feel like a mouse stuck in a room of cats, like there’s no escaping. We reach the coaster station, a wooden loft with an...
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