Personal Narrative: My Roller Coaster

WHOOSH! AHHHH! Music to my ears. As I walked around trying to find The Beast, I could smell grease from the food booths. I could already feel my skin searing from the bright hot sun. I looked up and I could see a car at the peak of the Diamondback. I checked the map to figure out how to get to my favorite coaster; The Beast. Contrary to the weather, I knew that today was going to be a great day. When my mom mentioned going to King’s Island earlier in the year, I was a bit nervous. I didn’t have the best experience with rollercoasters in the past, and didn’t know if I even liked them after going to Holiday World and being forced to ride most of them. But I didn’t know what I was in for in May when I got to go to King’s Island (for school) for the first time. I would’ve been fine not riding a coaster all day, but my group just kept nagging me! What do you, it turned out I loved roller coasters. After that trip I knew my family and
I was so dissapointed to find out that the Vortex was closed. My goal was to be able to ride the Banshee and The Vortex by the end of the day; no problem right? We thought maybe it was a safety thing and we’d check back after lunch. After we had gotten all warmed up and had rode pretty much every coaster at least once, it was time to eat. At that point I wasn’t really sure if my stomach was growling because I was hungry, or because the coasters and my stomach didn’t really like each other. We ended up settling on Subway and it was delicious, but then something caught my eye across from the picnic tables; cheese bacon french fries. I HAD to have them, no doubt about it. My three favorite foods coming together and creating something even more amazing than themselves; I couldn’t pass up this opportunity. I rushed over to the stand and came back in awe over how beautiful the fries looked. After I had filled my stomach, it was time to get back to