Personal Narrative: My First Roller Coaster Ride

My mother called my friend telling us to meet her at Coasters Drive-In, she told us we were going to eat lunch there.We knew where it was because we had seen the place on the way to the last ride we went on. When we arrived, I looked around for my mother. I saw her on a chair reading her book. She was reading a book because she does not like roller coasters. We both went up to her and sat down next to her, I asked her “Where is dad and Ben at?”, she replied “They are still in line for that new roller coaster.” “How long have they been in line for?” my friend asked. “For like two or three hours!” my mom shouted. “We will wait for them, and then get something to eat.” “Okay” I said. Since we did not know when they would get back, and didn’t want
We looked for an open table, sat down on the hot metal seats, and unpackaged our food. I opened my burger, looked at it, and made sure everything i ordered on my burger was there. Everything was there so I started eating.

After we had finished eating, we walked over to a roller coaster we had all been wanting to ride. The roller coaster was called The Mean Streak, and It was an old wooden roller coaster that looked scary. While we were walking over to it, we saw many shops, and water rides. We could smell the freshness of the water, and could hear the screams of the people on the rides. About ten minutes of walking later, we reached our destination. We didn’t hesitate, and walked right into line, weaving through barriers, and walking up several flights of stairs. When we reached the top, it looked as if the ride was shut down. We saw nobody in line, and there were only two workers waiting on people to arrive. We didn’t mind, because that meant we could get on quicker. We walked over to the front seats, and jumped in. We searched for the seatbelts, clicked them in, and pushed the safety bar in. The employee started the ride, and