Personal Narrative-Six Flags

It was a warm, sunny day as we walked into the vast park. The park known as “Six Flags over Texas”. We were visiting our Aunt and uncle, and they decided that it would be a good idea for us to go to “Six Flags”. I usually like the rides at Six Flags, So I humbly agreed. After an hour of driving, we finally made it to “Six Flags over Texas”. The moment we got to the park, I immediately saw the humongous ride standing before me. An extremely tall roller coaster that was towering over everything. “The Titan” my parents say. “Hey mom?” I asked. “Do I have to ride that?” “I at least want you to try it.” she replied. I wasn’t so sure I wanted to. “Hey Evan, did you know that The Titan is twenty five stories high? It’s bigger than the Texas Rangers baseball stadium.” My dad said, making me more afraid. I’m usually fine with regular roller coasters. But when they are higher than a baseball stadium? Not so much. “Wow” I replied
The “Sky Screamer”. The one in Six Flags in St. Louis is only 236 feet. The Sky screamer here? It’s an astounding 400 feet tall. That’s almost twice the size of the other one.It’s fifteen stories higher than the highest hill on “The Titan.”. I already knew that today was going to be a “wonderful” day. Hours passed, but it only felt like minutes as we walked up to “The Titan”. I was nervous. The ride was huge and I was afraid. I was almost begging my mom not to ride the extremely tall roller coaster, but I knew that she still would force me to. We kept waiting in line for about fifteen minutes.. Me and my family talked for a bit, and everyone else seemed fine, but the orange and blue coaster that was towering before me was frightening. We made it to the gates holding us back from the ride. The cars were a colorful combination of blue, orange, and yellow. The guy running the ride looked happy. I on the other hand, am not