Personal Narrative: My Roller Coaster Ride

It was a hot, summer, morning, and my mom my sister and I were on our way to Cedar Point. I was so excited, I couldn't sit still. We were in my mom's green Camry, so I kept hitting the doors! While sitting in the car, my sister was exclaiming how cool the rides were, she told me her favorite one was the dragster. I had a queasy feeling when she told me what the dragster was, but I ignored it.
As I looked out the window I could see the big roller coasters haunting me from the highest peaks. When we first got there, I saw one ride I wanted to go on first, the Gatekeeper. It was the first big roller coaster I went on since I went on the roller coasters in Hershey Park. I heard my mom say, “What ride do you guys want to go on next?” My sister
My mom asked the rollercoaster lady if she could get her money and phone from my sister. So the lady went over the tracks, that seemed like a bottomless pit of darkness staring into your soul, and got my moms money. I saw a frozen lemonade stand and I immediately said, in a shaky voice, “There is a frozen lemonade stand over there mom, can I get it?”
“Of course you can,” my mom said in an anxious tone.
When my sister got off the ride, I said, in a queasy voice, “Can we go get something to eat now?”
My sister said, “Yes please.” So, After my sister was done we went to get dinner cause I was starving. So we got pizza at some kind of western place they had there and Dippin Dots from a stand almost right in the middle of the park.
The last ride we went on was them Mine Ride after eating pizza for dinner. That was the worst choice that I made. EVER. Before my sister and I went on the ride the person had thrown up on the cart before us, and I was worried about throwing up my dinner. I swallowed hard as the rickety cart came into the old, rickety, torn down house. As soon as we got onto the ride, the man in front of us exclaimed,
”I am glad we didn't eat before we went on this